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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 6, Poema 13
XIII.
The
moon
is
far
from
the
sea,
Yet
with
golden
hands
She
leads
him,
gentle
as
a
boy,
Along
the
sandy
path.
He
never
misses
a
step;
Obedient
to
her
eye,
He
comes
just
so
far
to
town,
Just
so
far
goes
away.
Oh,
Signor,
your
golden
hand,
And
I
am
the
distant
sea,
—
Obedient
to
the
smallest
command
Your
eyes
give
to
me.
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