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dickinson-series02_051-1891	dickinson	dickinson-series02_051-1891	1891		.txt	text/plain	120	8	95	'T was this on tables I had seen, When turning, hungry, lone, I looked in windows, for the wealth I could not hope to own. The plenty hurt me, 't was so new, -- Myself felt ill and odd, As berry of a mountain bush Transplanted to the road.	cache/dickinson-series02_051-1891.txt	txt/dickinson-series02_051-1891.txt