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dickinson-series02_140-1891	dickinson	dickinson-series02_140-1891	1891		.txt	text/plain	42	2	78	As by the dead we love to sit, Become so wondrous dear, As for the lost we grapple, Though all the rest are here, -- In broken mathematics We estimate our prize, Vast, in its fading ratio, To our penurious eyes! Poem XII.	cache/dickinson-series02_140-1891.txt	txt/dickinson-series02_140-1891.txt