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1         I,II |         Versailles. Writers and artists died in~the hospital, as
2         I,IV |         gold, especially to you artists. I permit myself to say
3         I,IV |    witty shafts and ridicule of artists, and the object of~their
4         I,V  | striking likeness to that which artists bestow on~Time, though it
5         I,VII|      That's what it is to marry artists!" cried her father. "Look!
6         I,VII|       the room, a harmony which artists alone know how~to attain
7         I,I  |      man with the enjoyment all artists~find in getting hold of
8         I,I  |  pitiless,--after the manner of artists, who are most intolerant
9         I,I  | entering with the lively~manner artists put on when they speak of