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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 5, Poema 25
XXV.
SHIPWRECK.
It
tossed
and
tossed,
—
A
little
brig
I
knew,
—
O'ertook
by
blast,
It
spun
and
spun,
And
groped
delirious,
for
morn.
It
slipped
and
slipped,
As
one
that
drunken
stepped;
Its
white
foot
tripped,
Then
dropped
from
sight.
Ah,
brig,
good-night
To
crew
and
you;
The
ocean's
heart
too
smooth,
too
blue,
To
break
for
you.
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