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We Never Know How High We Are

We Never Know How High We Are

Emily Dickinson

We Never Know How High We Are

by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

We never know how high we are
Till we are asked to rise
And then if we are true to plan
Our statures touch the skies —

The Heroism we recite
Would be a normal thing
Did not ourselves the Cubits warp
For fear to be a King —

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