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 1  I, 1 |     a Spartan, to give him a strong constitution. He sent him
 2  I, 1 |     grew like an oak; he was strong on hand, fresh of colour.~
 3  I, 1 |     this. Madame Bovary took strong steps. Ashamed, or rather
 4 II, 1 |    trusses at once, he is so strong.”~“Bravo!” said the chemist. “
 5 II, 3 | hoped for a son; he would be strong and dark; she would call
 6 II, 4 |     him. Monsieur Homais was strong at the game; he could beat
 7 II, 6 |  gratings to the windows and strong bars across the fireplace;
 8 II, 7 |    especially with people of strong constitution like this man.”~
 9 II, 11|   else a slight varus with a strong tendency to equinus. But
10 II, 12|      of that form at once so strong and elegant, of that man,
11 II, 12|      you are clever, you are strong!”~He had so often heard
12 II, 12|   pupil disappeared, while a strong inspiration expanded her
13 II, 15|    her life upon some great, strong heart, then virtue, tenderness,
14 III, 6|    drunkards at the sight of strong drinks.~She did not fail,
15 III, 6| there were somewhere a being strong and beautiful, a valiant
16 III, 6|   And Lheureux drew from his strong box the receipt for eighteen
17 III, 8|   shoulders were shaken by a strong shuddering, and she was
18 III, 8|  like a menace.~“The wind is strong this summer day, Her petticoat
19 III, 9|     voice, “Emma! Emma!” His strong breathing made the flames