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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 6, Poema 13
XIII.
The
moon
is
distant
from
the
sea,
And
yet
with
amber
hands
She
leads
him,
docile
as
a
boy,
Along
appointed
sands.
He
never
misses
a
degree;
Obedient
to
her
eye,
He
comes
just
so
far
toward
the
town,
Just
so
far
goes
away.
Oh,
Signor,
thine
the
amber
hand,
And
mine
the
distant
sea,
—
Obedient
to
the
least
command
Thine
eyes
impose
on
me.
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