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dickinson-series02_101-1891	dickinson	dickinson-series02_101-1891	1891		.txt	text/plain	106	6	85	The mushroom is the elf of plants, At evening it is not; At morning in a truffled hut It stops upon a spot As if it tarried always; And yet its whole career Is shorter than a snake's delay, And fleeter than a tare. Had nature any outcast face, Could she a son contemn, Had nature an Iscariot, That mushroom, -- it is him.	cache/dickinson-series02_101-1891.txt	txt/dickinson-series02_101-1891.txt