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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 9, Poema 39
XXXVII.
LOST
JOY.
I
had
a
daily
joy
I
half
indifferent
viewed,
Till
suddenly
I
saw
it
stir,
—
It
grew
as
I
pursued,
Till
when,
around
a
crag,
It
disappeared
from
my
sight,
Grown
beyond
my
utmost
scope,
I
learned
its
sweetness
right.
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