Those fair -- fictitious People by Emily Dickinson
Those fair -- fictitious People -- The Women -- plucked away From our familiar Lifetime -- The Men of Ivory --
Those Boys and Girls, in Canvas -- Who stay upon the Wall In Everlasting Keepsake -- Can Anybody tell?
We trust -- in places perfecter -- Inheriting Delight Beyond our faint Conjecture -- Our dizzy Estimate --
Remembering ourselves, we trust -- Yet Blesseder -- than We -- Through Knowing -- where We only hope -- Receiving -- where we -- pray --
Of Expectation -- also -- Anticipating us With transport, that would be a pain Except for Holiness --
Esteeming us -- as Exile -- Themself -- admitted Home -- Through easy Miracle of Death -- The Way ourself, must come --
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