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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 8, Poema 25
XXV.
Essential
oils
are
wrung:
The
attar
from
the
rose
Is
not
expressed
by
suns
alone,
It
is
the
gift
of
screws.
The
general
rose
decays;
But
this,
in
lady's
drawer,
Makes
summer
when
the
lady
lies
In
ceaseless
rosemary.
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