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Poems by Emily Dickinson, Series Two

IV.

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EPITAPH.

Step lightly on this narrow spot! The broadest land that grows Is not so ample as the breast These emerald seams enclose.

Step lofty; for this name is told As far as cannon dwell, Or flag subsist, or fame export Her deathless syllable.

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