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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 12, Poema 40
XL.
Three
weeks
passed
since
I
saw
her,
—
Some
illness
had
troubled;
It
was
with
words
and
village
singing
I
saw
her
next,
And
a
company
—
our
pleasure
To
talk
alone;
Gracious
now
to
me
as
any,
Gracious
to
none.
Carried,
without
objection,
To
the
parish
night;
Of
the
separated
people
Who
are
out
of
sight?
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