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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 5, Poema 36
XXXVI.
SIGHT.
Before
I
got
my
eye
put
out,
I
liked
as
well
to
see
As
other
creatures
that
have
eyes,
And
know
no
other
way.
But
were
it
told
to
me,
to-day,
That
I
might
have
the
sky
For
mine,
I
tell
you
that
my
heart
Would
split,
for
size
of
me.
The
meadows
mine,
the
mountains
mine,
—
All
forests,
stintless
stars,
As
much
of
noon
as
I
could
take
Between
my
finite
eyes.
The
motions
of
the
dipping
birds,
The
lightning's
jointed
road,
For
mine
to
look
at
when
I
liked,
—
The
news
would
strike
me
dead!
So
safer,
guess,
with
just
my
soul
Upon
the
window-pane
Where
other
creatures
put
their
eyes,
Incautious
of
the
sun.
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