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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 7, Poema 11
XI.
Some,
too
weak
for
winter
winds,
The
grave
holds,
—
Gently
tucking
them
in
from
cold
Before
their
feet
are
cold.
Never
the
treasures
in
her
nest
The
grave
shows,
Building
where
boy
dare
not
look
And
hunter
is
not
bold.
This
cover
have
all
the
children
Early
old,
and
often
cold,
—
Sparrows
unnoticed
by
the
Father;
Lambs
for
whom
time
had
no
fold.
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