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 1 Pre    |           Lord, one whose soul is dead to evil and whose spirit
 2 Pre    |           Open my grave when I am dead, and thou shalt see a cloud
 3 Pre    |        the fire still burns in my dead heart-yea, it has set my
 4 Pre    |           my dust when I had been dead a hundred years, my mouldering
 5 Pre    |           fire still burns in the dead heart; the fierce and tender
 6 VIII   |           was lord of them all is dead;~Of his mastery nothing
 7 XV     |           deserted door,~The cold dead body breathe again and burn.~
 8 XXIII  |          left of life, now she is dead,~All wisdomless and profitless
 9 XXVI   |       dost not hear~The voices of dead kings speak through the
10 XXVI(*)|          stabbed herself and fell dead across his body.~It is difficult
11 XXXIII |    plunder me no more!~Years join dead year, but thine extortionate
12 XXXV   |           loyal lovers long since dead,~Though faith and loyalty
13 XXXVIII| straitened with desire?~When I am dead, open my grave and see~The
14 XXXVIII|       rises round thy feet:~In my dead heart the fire still burns