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dickinson-series02_080-1891	dickinson	dickinson-series02_080-1891	1891		.txt	text/plain	95	7	94	The happy winds their timbrels took; The birds, in docile rows, Arranged themselves around their prince (The wind is prince of those). The day came slow, till five o'clock, Then sprang before the hills Like hindered rubies, or the light A sudden musket spills.	cache/dickinson-series02_080-1891.txt	txt/dickinson-series02_080-1891.txt