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Andersen, Hans Christian
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The Daisy
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Intermediate
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Dickinson, Emily
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"Faith" is a fine invention
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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"They have not chosen me," he said,
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy!
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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A fuzzy fellow, without feet,
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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A science -- so the Savants say,
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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A transport one cannot contain
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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Ah, Necromancy Sweet!
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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An awful Tempest mashed the air --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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As by the dead we love to sit,
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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As if some little Arctic flower
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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Exultation is the going
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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For each ecstatic instant
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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For this -- accepted Breath --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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Good night, because we must,
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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He was weak, and I was strong -- then --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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Her breast is fit for pearls,
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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I lost a World -- the other day!
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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I shall know why -- when Time is over --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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I stole them from a Bee --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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I'm "wife" -- I've finished that --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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I'm the little
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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I've heard an Organ talk, sometimes
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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If I shouldn't be alive
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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In rags mysterious as these
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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It's such a little thing to weep --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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Make me a picture of the sun --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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Mama never forgets her birds,
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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Morning -- is the place for Dew --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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My friend attacks my friend!
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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My River runs to thee --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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New feet within my garden go --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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On this long storm the Rainbow rose --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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Our lives are Swiss --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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Poor little Heart!
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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She died at play,
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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She went as quiet as the Dew
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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Some things that fly there be --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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To hang our head -- ostensibly --
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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We don't cry -- Tim and I,
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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What Inn is this
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Advanced
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Dickinson, Emily
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What shall I do -- it whimpers so --
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Advanced
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Lincoln, Abraham
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Fool
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Beginning
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Lincoln, Abraham
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Free Government
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Beginning
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Lincoln, Abraham
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Genius
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Beginning
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Lincoln, Abraham
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God and History
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Beginning
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Lincoln, Abraham
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God's Will
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Beginning
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Lincoln, Abraham
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Identity
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Beginning
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Lincoln, Abraham
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Insurrection
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Beginning
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Lincoln, Abraham
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Laws
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Beginning
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Lincoln, Abraham
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Liberty
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Beginning
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Lincoln, Abraham
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New Thoughts and Actions
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Beginning
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Lincoln, Abraham
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President's Right to Act
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Beginning
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Sun Tzu,
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The Art of War 03
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Intermediate
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