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dickinson-series02_136-1891	dickinson	dickinson-series02_136-1891	1891		.txt	text/plain	95	4	91	The hillsides must not know it, Where I have rambled so, Nor tell the loving forests The day that I shall go, Nor lisp it at the table, Nor heedless by the way Hint that within the riddle One will walk to-day! I have not told my garden yet, Lest that should conquer me; I have not quite the strength now To break it to the bee.	cache/dickinson-series02_136-1891.txt	txt/dickinson-series02_136-1891.txt