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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 4, Poema 34
XXXIV.
The
daisy
follows
the
sun,
And
when
his
walk
is
done,
Sits
shyly
at
his
feet.
He,
waking,
finds
the
flower
near.
Why,
thief,
are
you
here?
Because,
sir,
love
is
sweet!
We
are
the
flower,
You
the
sun!
Forgive
us,
if
as
days
end,
We
move
closer
to
You,
—
In
love
with
the
setting
west,
The
peace,
the
flight,
the
purple,
Night's
chance!
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