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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 11, Poema 22
XXII.
THE
BAT.
The
bat
is
dun
with
wrinkled
wings
Like
fallow
article,
And
not
a
song
pervades
his
lips,
Or
none
perceptible.
His
small
umbrella,
quaintly
halved,
Describing
in
the
air
An
arc
alike
inscrutable,
—
Elate
philosopher!
Deputed
from
what
firmament
Of
what
astute
abode,
Empowered
with
what
malevolence
Auspiciously
withheld.
To
his
adroit
Creator
Ascribe
no
less
the
praise;
Beneficent,
believe
me,
His
eccentricities.
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