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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 4, Poema 9
IX.
THE
TEST.
I
can
walk
in
sadness,
Pools
of
it,
—
I
am
used
to
that.
But
a
little
joy
Makes
me
fall,
And
I
feel
dizzy.
Let
no
stone
smile,
It
was
the
new
drink,
—
That
was
all!
Power
is
only
pain,
Held
by
rules,
Till
weights
hang.
Give
balm
to
giants,
And
they
fall,
like
men.
Give
a
mountain,
—
They
carry
it!
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