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dickinson-series02_097-1891	dickinson	dickinson-series02_097-1891	1891		.txt	text/plain	75	6	99	An awful tempest mashed the air, The clouds were gaunt and few; A black, as of a spectre's cloak, Hid heaven and earth from view. The morning lit, the birds arose; The monster's faded eyes Turned slowly to his native coast, And peace was Paradise!	cache/dickinson-series02_097-1891.txt	txt/dickinson-series02_097-1891.txt