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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 8, Poema 34
XLIX.
PHILOSOPHY.
It
is
easy
to
stop
When
land
is
near,
But
I
want
my
blue
land
And
feel
so
happy.
Power
is
strong.
You
cannot
stop
fire;
It
can
burn
by
itself
Even
on
a
quiet
night.
You
cannot
hide
water
In
a
small
place,
—
The
wind
will
find
it,
And
tell
your
floor.
A
small
life,
a
little
fame,
A
short
time
of
joy
and
pain
Is
enough!
Is
plenty!
A
sailor
wants
the
shore,
A
soldier
wants
battles.
Who
wants
more
Must
find
another
life!
Is
happiness
a
big
hole?
I
must
not
step
wrong
Or
my
shoe
is
bad.
I
like
my
foot
happy
More
than
my
shoe,
I
can
buy
new
shoes
At
the
store.
But
happiness
is
special;
Once
it
is
gone,
No
one
can
buy
it.
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