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 1 Intro,  1|    clothes that he wears that dust may not show upon him, the
 2 Intro,  1|     the painter, painting the dust and the sunlight, and we
 3 Text,  5 |       droop and drop into the dust. ~I may not find a place
 4 Text,  7 |       frayed, or stained with dust he keeps himself from the
 5 Text,  7 |   shut off from the healthful dust of the earth, if it rob
 6 Text,  10|       garment is covered with dust. Put of thy holy mantle
 7 Text,  27|      covers me is a shroud of dust and death; I hate it, yet
 8 Text,  28|   wall, and I plaster it with dust and sand lest a least hole
 9 Text,  29| escape him not. ~He makes the dust rise from the earth with
10 Text,  38|    the mind with delusion and dust, O thou holy one, thou wakeful,
11 Text,  40|     seat to raise me from the dust, and set at thy side this
12 Text,  42|    have lain scattered in the dust mixed with the memory of
13 Text,  42|   from my childish play among dust, and the steps that I heard
14 Text,  49| scattered on all sides in the dust. ~The chariot stopped where
15 Text,  57|    everything it has upon the dust, and knows not a word. ~
16 Text,  68|     shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless
17 Text,  78|      spread my bed low in the dust, let me ever feel that the
18 Text,  87|      mingle with the gloom of dust, he wearily comes back to