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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 6, Poema 14
XIV.
He
put
the
belt
around
my
life,
—
I
heard
the
buckle
snap,
And
turned
away,
imperial,
My
lifetime
folding
up
Deliberate,
as
a
duke
would
do
A
kingdom's
title-deed,
—
Henceforth
a
dedicated
sort,
A
member
of
the
cloud.
Yet
not
too
far
to
come
at
call,
And
do
the
little
toils
That
make
the
circuit
of
the
rest,
And
deal
occasional
smiles
To
lives
that
stoop
to
notice
mine
And
kindly
ask
it
in,
—
Whose
invitation,
knew
you
not
For
whom
I
must
decline?
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