How many Flowers fail in Wood -
Or perish from the Hill -
Without the privilege to know
That they are Beautiful -
How many cast a nameless Pod
Upon the nearest Breeze -
Unconscious of the Scarlet Freight -
It bear to Other Eyes -
Emily Dickinson
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Cîte Flori prin Pădure cad-
Ori de pe Deal pier crunt -
Făr-a-vea dreptul de a sti
Cat de frumoase sunt -
Si cate anonime coji
Se pierd in Vant ruina-
Uitand de Rosia Samanta -
A Altor Ochi lumina -
Romanian version,
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