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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 1, Poema 24
XXIV.
Whether
my
bark
went
down
at
sea,
Whether
she
met
with
gales,
Whether
to
isles
enchanted
She
bent
her
docile
sails;
By
what
mystic
mooring
She
is
held
to-day,
—
This
is
the
errand
of
the
eye
Out
upon
the
bay.
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