| Chartless by Emily Dickinson |
| I NEVER saw a moor, | |
| I never saw the sea; | |
| Yet now I know how the heather looks, | |
| And what a wave must be. | |
| I never spoke with God, | 5 |
| Nor visited in Heaven; | |
| Yet certain am I of the spot | |
| As if the chart were given. |
*The oral quiz is due by tomorrow for all 7 & 8 grade students.
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