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1         I,I  |     without~telling me,--poor sheep! He never slept away except
2         I,II |  matters he was as silly~as a sheep, and love now made him sillier.
3         I,V  |  chairs, covered with reddish sheep's leather put on with gilt
4         I,III|       to his own mind, like a sheep defending~itself against
5         I,III| panniers, before whom fed the sheep of our~nineteenth century,
6         I,V  | sheared off the backs of poor sheep such as me! Good God! it