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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 11, Poema 27
XXVII.
AURORA.
Of
bronze
and
light
The
north,
tonight!
So
sure
its
forms,
So
planned
with
itself,
So
far
from
alarms,
—
An
unconcern
so
royal
To
universe,
or
me,
It
paints
my
simple
spirit
With
colors
of
majesty,
Till
I
stand
tall,
And
walk
with
pride,
Ignoring
people
and
air,
For
their
pride.
My
splendors
are
a
show;
But
their
great
display
Will
entertain
the
world
When
I
am,
long
ago,
A
place
in
quiet
grass,
Whom
none
but
daisies
know.
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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A2 Inglés | Cuentana
Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A2 Inglés | Cuentana