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 1 8 |          you release me from my rock. If he loves you, so much~
 2 10|        than a~woman poised on a rock like a statue on its pedestal.
 3 11|         I, who had climbed to a rock which I thought inaccessible,~
 4 13|       man who does penance on a rock for having wilfully killed~
 5 14|     hundred years. Above it the rock has~been broken off abruptly.
 6 14|  sardine-fishers have given the rock,~which can be seen far out
 7 14|      was the first to reach the rock in which the box-bush grew.
 8 14|         love.~ ~"It is met by a rock!" said Beatrix, laughing.~ ~"
 9 14|         reached the base of the rock on which grew the~plant
10 14|      not caught upon a point of~rock, and by tearing slowly lowered
11 14| hob-nailed shoes sounded on the rock above them. The old Breton
12 14|      bush and its background of rock.~ ~"I saw you, Calyste,"
13 14|      reach the round~top of the rock, where the Breton took her
14 14|        wish to go again to that rock~where she had so nearly
15 14|         she called her Tarpeian rock.~ ~"My friend," she said,
16 14|       reached the summit of the rock, whence they saw~the vast
17 16|         stand upon that fateful rock, or lie~for hours in the
18 18|        a sofa, not on that of a rock; she rose to ring the bell,~