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 1 I   |     meat and sated themselves, leaning on their elbows in the peaceful
 2 I   |    prey. The last comers stood leaning against the trees watching
 3 I   |      into the foliage; others, leaning over the lions’ balustrade,
 4 I   |      splashes of blood; he was leaning on his left elbow with a
 5 I   |  javelin from his girdle, and, leaning his right foot upon the
 6 I   |      nor gods!”~Matho remained leaning against the wall; Spendius
 7 I   |    lame, and weak you will go, leaning on a stick, from door to
 8 II  |      while others limped along leaning on broken pikes. The drunkards
 9 IV  |      said; “let us begin!” And leaning on the pick which Matho
10 V   |    Carthage is powerful.” Then leaning over to his ear: “I have
11 V   |      altar of small dimensions leaning against an ivory door. There
12 V   | Spendius did not hesitate, and leaning upon the idol he unfastened
13 VII |     under shelter on the land, leaning over on their sides or standing
14 VII |       pale, and those who were leaning over the pit outside saw
15 VIII|   looking like giant skeletons leaning against the walls.~All was
16 XI  |        She felt as if she were leaning on the might of the gods;
17 XI  |      the galley staircase, and leaning over she recognised Schahabarim’
18 XII |      of the aqueduct. He stood leaning over the very edge with
19 XIII|        the top of her terrace, leaning her elbows against the balustrade,
20 XIII|     and the helepolis stopped, leaning over frightfully to one
21 XIII|        in his dreams, his back leaning against a scarlet cushion;
22 XIV |  walked amid the Clinabarians, leaning their hands on the horses’
23 XIV |      The Carthaginian, who was leaning over the top of the precipice
24 XV  |      the terrace. Salammbo was leaning over the balustrade; those