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 1  12, 37|   said: 'Grant me my life, my dear Dighavu, grant me my~life.
 2  12, 37|      the king said: 'Well, my dear Dighavu, then grant me my
 3  13, 48|         If a man hold himself dear, let him watch himself carefully;
 4  13, 48|       him the world will hold~dear. As the bee collects nectar
 5  14, 67|   toward the varana-tree. 'My dear uncle!' cried the lobster,~"
 6  14, 67|         Thinkest so? Am I thy dear uncle? Thou meanest me~to
 7  16, 87|       See some one die that's dear to him,~ And then he'll
 8  16, 94|      from all things~near and dear to us, and must leave them.
 9  18, 96|      all things most near and dear unto us that we must~separate
10  18, 97| nature of all~things near and dear unto us, that we must separate