13 de setembro de 2007

It ’s all I have to bring to-day

[Emily Dickinson]

245

I held a Jewel in my fingers
And went to sleep.
The day was warm, and winds were prosy;
I said "'Twill keep."

I woke — and chid my honest fingers,
The gem was gone
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own.

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249

Wild Nights! Wild Nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile the Winds
To a Heart in port —
Done with the Compass,
Done with the Chart!

Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the Sea!
Might I but moor
To-night —
in thee!

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870

Finding is the first Act
The second, loss,
Third, Expedition for
The “Golden Fleece”

Fourth, no Discovery —
Fifth, no Crew —
Finally, no Golden Fleece —
Jason — sham — too.

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