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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 11, Poema 27
XXVII.
AURORA.
Of
bronze
and
blaze
The
north,
tonight!
So
complete
its
forms,
So
in
harmony
with
itself,
So
distant
to
alarms,
—
An
unconcern
so
sovereign
To
universe,
or
me,
It
paints
my
simple
spirit
With
shades
of
majesty,
Till
I
take
grander
poses,
And
strut
upon
my
stem,
Disdaining
men
and
air,
For
their
arrogance.
My
splendors
are
a
show;
But
their
unmatched
display
Will
entertain
the
ages
When
I
am,
long
ago,
An
island
in
forgotten
grass,
Whom
none
but
daisies
know.
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