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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 12, Poema 20
XX.
Bless
God,
he
went
as
soldiers,
His
musket
on
his
breast;
Grant,
God,
he
charge
the
bravest
Of
all
the
martial
blest.
Please
God,
might
I
behold
him
In
epauletted
white,
I
should
not
fear
the
foe
then,
I
should
not
fear
the
fight.
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