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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 7, Poema 8
VIII.
THE
BLUEBIRD.
Before
you
thought
of
spring,
Except
as
a
surmise,
You
see,
God
bless
his
suddenness,
A
fellow
in
the
skies
Of
independent
hues,
A
little
weather-worn,
Inspiriting
habiliments
Of
indigo
and
brown.
With
specimens
of
song,
As
if
for
you
to
choose,
Discretion
in
the
interval,
With
gay
delays
he
goes
To
some
superior
tree
Without
a
single
leaf,
And
shouts
for
joy
to
nobody
But
his
seraphic
self!
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