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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 8, Poema 8
VIII.
I
haven't
told
my
garden
yet,
Lest
it
should
conquer
me;
I
don't
quite
have
the
strength
now
To
break
it
to
the
bee.
I
will
not
name
it
in
the
street,
For
shops
would
stare,
that
I,
So
shy,
so
very
ignorant,
Should
dare
to
die.
The
hillsides
must
not
know
it,
Where
I
have
roamed
so,
Nor
tell
the
loving
forests
The
day
that
I
shall
go,
Nor
whisper
it
at
the
table,
Nor
carelessly
on
the
way
Hint
that
within
the
riddle
Someone
will
walk
today!
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