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dickinson-series03_139-1896	dickinson	dickinson-series03_139-1896	1896		.txt	text/plain	72	5	101	To wander now is my abode; To rest, -- to rest would be A privilege of hurricane To memory and me. I meant to find her when I came; Death had the same design; But the success was his, it seems, And the discomfit mine.	cache/dickinson-series03_139-1896.txt	txt/dickinson-series03_139-1896.txt