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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 4, Poema 12
XII.
THE
MARTYRS.
Through
the
hard
path
of
pain
The
martyrs
walked,
Their
feet
on
temptation,
Their
faces
on
God.
A
grand,
clean
group;
Trouble
around,
Harmless
like
light
On
a
planet's
edge.
Their
faith
is
strong;
Their
hope
is
fair;
The
needle
to
the
north
Goes
through
cold
air.
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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A1 Inglés | Cuentana
Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A1 Inglés | Cuentana