I never saw a Moor —
I never saw the Sea —
Yet I know how the Heather looks
And what a Billow be.
I never spoke with God
Nor visited in Heaven —
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chartwere given —
Emily Dickinson
I never saw a Moor —
I never saw the Sea —
Yet I know how the Heather looks
And what a Billow be.
I never spoke with God
Nor visited in Heaven —
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chartwere given —
Emily Dickinson