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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 4, Poema 52
LII.
To
learn
joy
by
pain,
Like
blind
men
learn
the
sun;
To
be
thirsty,
and
think
That
water
is
near;
To
stop
homesick
feet
On
a
far
shore,
Thinking
of
home,
And
blue
sky
—
This
is
deep
pain,
This
is
the
big
hurt!
These
are
the
patient
ones
Whose
voices
grow
strong,
And
rise
in
song,
We
cannot
hear,
We,
the
slow
learners
Of
the
secret
song!
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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A1 Inglés | Cuentana
Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A1 Inglés | Cuentana