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dickinson-series02_067-1891	dickinson	dickinson-series02_067-1891	1891		.txt	text/plain	108	7	93	The night was wide, and furnished scant With but a single star, That often as a cloud it met Blew out itself for fear. How pleasanter, said she Unto the sofa opposite, The sleet than May -- no thee!	cache/dickinson-series02_067-1891.txt	txt/dickinson-series02_067-1891.txt
