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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 7, Poema 27
XXVII.
THE
SPIDER.
A
spider
sewed
at
night
Without
a
light
On
an
arc
of
white.
Whether
a
lady's
lace
Or
a
gnome's
embrace,
He
alone
could
trace.
Of
eternity
His
strategy
Was
his
own
mystery.
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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — B2 Inglés | Cuentana
Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — B2 Inglés | Cuentana