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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 9, Poema 11
IX.
Drowning
is
not
so
pitiful
As
the
attempt
to
rise.
Three
times,
't
is
said,
a
sinking
man
Comes
up
to
face
the
skies,
And
then
declines
forever
To
that
abhorred
abode
Where
hope
and
he
part
company,
—
For
he
is
grasped
of
God.
The
Maker's
cordial
visage,
However
good
to
see,
Is
shunned,
we
must
admit
it,
Like
an
adversity.
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