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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 7, Poema 11
XI.
MY
ROSE.
Tiny
seraphs
gone
astray,
Velvet
people
from
Vevay,
Belles
from
a
lost
summer
day,
Bees'
exclusive
group.
Paris
could
not
lay
the
fold
Belted
down
with
emerald;
Venice
could
not
show
a
cheek
Of
a
tint
so
gently
bright.
Never
such
an
ambush
As
of
brier
and
leaf
displayed
For
my
little
damask
maid.
I
would
rather
wear
her
grace
Than
an
earl's
famous
face;
I
would
rather
live
like
her
Than
be
Duke
of
Exeter.
Royalty
enough
for
me
To
command
the
bumble-bee!
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