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 1 I  |        Antipas of their former long delightful interviews in
 2 I  |    sought to rekindle had died long ago. He thought instead
 3 I  | misfortunes, and of the twelve long years during which the war
 4 I  |       his whitening locks were long and mingled with his beard,
 5 I  |  parasol with a handle made of long, slender reeds. In the middle
 6 II |       had a crooked nose and a long beard, put forth a claim,
 7 II |     several slaves, armed with long staves, charged upon them,
 8 II |        was full of pikes, with long points emerging from tufts
 9 II |    kind of hook. He braced his long, lean arms, raised the cover
10 II |       lying on the ground. His long locks hung over a camel’
11 II |       to an Essene, who wore a long white robe and flowing locks.
12 III|  tetrarch’s chair, she cried:~“Long live Caesar!”~This homage
13 III|         bringing the answer so long awaited and hoped for.~They