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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 3, Poema 19
XIX.
To
know
how
he
felt;
If
eyes
were
near
To
see
his
gaze,
Till
it
looked
to
heaven.
To
know
if
he
was
calm,
Was
dying
as
he
thought;
Was
it
a
nice
day
to
die,
Did
the
sun
shine
his
way?
What
did
he
think
of
home,
or
God,
Or
what
others
say
When
they
heard
he
was
gone
On
that
day?
And
wishes,
did
he
have?
Just
his
sigh,
Would
be
clear
to
me.
Was
he
sure
until
Bad
went
to
good?
If
he
spoke,
what
name
first,
What
one
last,
What
one
stopped
When
sleepy?
Was
he
scared,
or
calm?
Did
he
know
How
big
feelings
can
grow,
Till
love
that
was,
and
love
too
big,
Meet
—
and
become
forever?
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