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dickinson-series02_052-1891	dickinson	dickinson-series02_052-1891	1891		.txt	text/plain	70	6	98	Look, how I clutch it, Lest it fall, And I a pauper go; Unfitted by an instant's grace For the contented beggar's face I wore an hour ago. It hung so high, As well the sky Attempt by strategy.	cache/dickinson-series02_052-1891.txt	txt/dickinson-series02_052-1891.txt