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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 2, Poema 15
XIV.
LOVE'S
BAPTISM.
I'm
ceded,
I've
stopped
being
theirs;
The
name
they
dropped
upon
my
face
With
water,
in
the
country
church,
Is
finished
using
now,
And
they
can
put
it
with
my
dolls,
My
childhood,
and
the
string
of
spools
I've
finished
threading
too.
Baptized
before
without
the
choice,
But
this
time
consciously,
of
grace
Unto
the
highest
name,
Called
to
my
full,
the
crescent
dropped,
Existence's
whole
arc
filled
up
With
one
small
diadem.
My
second
rank,
too
small
the
first,
Crowned,
crowing
on
my
father's
breast,
A
half
unconscious
queen;
But
this
time,
adequate,
erect,
With
will
to
choose
or
to
reject.
And
I
choose
—
just
a
throne.
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