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1 I   |  peaceful posture of lions tearing their prey. The last comers
2 I   | brass plates of which were tearing the purple of the couch.
3 IV  | what your face lacks!” and tearing off his tunic he laid bare
4 VII |    down upon the cushions, tearing the fringes with his nails,
5 VIII|   full of women engaged in tearing up linen; the enthusiasm
6 X   |    herself upon the ground tearing her face with her nails;