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1 Pre | guiltless, the mightiest head was laid low. He had overcome
2 Pre | had returned to his old head." "Gieb meine Jugend mir
3 Pre | youth blow through my old head, so glad am I to see the
4 Pre | marks the grave. At the head of it is inscribed a sentence
5 Pre | hundreds of years at the head of his grave, and It cast
6 I(*) | Persian Shi'ites, both as the head of the Sunnis and because
7 I(*) | the abhorred Yezid at the head of his book, a reproach
8 I(*) | Marco brought the dried head and feet of one of these
9 II | clear dawn: "Bow down thy head!~As fair as thou within
10 II(*) | cast his magic cup. The head man of the village told
11 III(*) | key and lay it beneath her head. So the lapwing came unto
12 VII | sin has closed o'er his head,~He may find a place in
13 VIII | the mighty must bow the head~'Neath the archway of Life,
14 XII | to mine eyes the dust, my head I bow~Upon thy stair.~Where
15 XVIII | wind-blown hair and bow the head.~Thy messenger the breath
16 XXI | happiness~Is worth the bowed head of a moment's pain,~And
17 XXI | threshold? is my fallen head~Not worth the dust?~Wash
18 XXI | worth the danger to the head?~'Twere best for thee to
19 XXI(*) | was he worthy to lay his head even upon the dusty steps
20 XXIII | she dwelt therein,~From head to foot an angel's grace
21 XXVIII | crescent moon would bow~The head, and in her service pace
22 XXIX | meadows green, and o'er~Her head the minstrel of the night
23 XXX | dreams I have rested my head at her feet--~When stillness
24 XXXV | earth cover the enamoured head,~And in the dust wisdom
25 XXXVIII | threshold I have laid my head,~The dust shall cover me,
26 XXXIX | wealth untold;~Bow not thine head before the calf of gold~
27 XXXIX(*)| Gabriel, who marched at the head of the people, and threw
28 XLI | too from the earth thine head shalt thrust.~ ~
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