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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 9, Poema 40
XXXVIII.
I
worked
for
chaff,
and
earning
wheat
Was
proud
and
betrayed.
What
right
had
fields
to
decide
In
matters
settled?
I
tasted
wheat,
—
and
hated
chaff,
And
thanked
the
generous
friend;
Wisdom
is
more
becoming
viewed
At
distance
than
up
close.
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