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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 4, Poema 2
II.
TOO
LATE.
Delayed
until
she
did
not
know,
Delayed
until
her
heart
was
cold
And
covered
in
snow.
An
hour
late
for
her
last
breath,
Just
an
hour
after
death,
—
Oh,
slow
yesterday!
Could
she
have
known
it
would
be;
Could
someone
have
told
her
From
the
far
hill;
Had
joy
moved
faster,
—
Who
knows
if
her
face
Would
still
be
here?
Oh,
if
there
is
a
way
For
those
forgotten
by
victory,
In
her
grand
round,
Show
them
this
gentle
thing,
That
could
not
stop
to
be
a
king,
Unsure
if
it
is
crowned!
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