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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 3, Poema 11
XI.
SUMMER
SHOWER.
A
drop
fell
on
the
apple
tree,
Another
on
the
roof;
A
half
a
dozen
kissed
the
eaves,
And
made
the
gables
laugh.
A
few
went
out
to
help
the
brook,
That
went
to
help
the
sea.
Myself
conjectured,
Were
they
pearls,
What
necklaces
could
be!
The
dust
replaced
in
hoisted
roads,
The
birds
jocoser
sung;
The
sunshine
threw
his
hat
away,
The
orchards
spangles
hung.
The
breezes
brought
dejected
lutes,
And
bathed
them
in
the
glee;
The
East
put
out
a
single
flag,
And
signed
the
fete
away.
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