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dickinson-series03_155-1896	dickinson	dickinson-series03_155-1896	1896		.txt	text/plain	72	6	93	But angels say, on yesterday, Just as the dawn was red, One little boat o'erspent with gales Retrimmed its masts, redecked its sails Exultant, onward sped! Poem XLVII. Adrift!	cache/dickinson-series03_155-1896.txt	txt/dickinson-series03_155-1896.txt
