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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 4, Poema 35
XXXV.
EMANCIPATION.
No
rack
can
torture
me,
My
soul's
at
liberty
Behind
this
mortal
bone
There
knits
a
bolder
one
You
cannot
prick
with
saw,
Nor
rend
with
scymitar.
Two
bodies
therefore
be;
Bind
one,
and
one
will
flee.
The
eagle
of
his
nest
No
easier
divest
And
gain
the
sky,
Than
mayest
thou,
Except
thyself
may
be
Thine
enemy;
Captivity
is
consciousness,
So's
liberty.
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