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 1 I   |  coverings, and awaiting their turn.~Hamilcar’s kitchens being
 2 I   |      perfumes; and I should in turn have slaves! Are you not
 3 II  |      and charms; he invoked in turn Baal-Khamon, Moloch, the
 4 II  |     the gods no more, for they turn not aside at the cries of
 5 IV  |       a nation always ready to turn courage to account; and
 6 VII |        you will have to go and turn the mill-stone in the Suburra,
 7 VII |    made a very heavy millstone turn upon its rollers, and through
 8 VIII|     base of Mount Ariana, then turn to the left to avoid the
 9 VIII|        in it. Hamilcar did not turn back. He went on still at
10 VIII|       in pools of blood, would turn and bite the heels of those
11 IX  |  weapon and then raising it in turn; and the multitude pressed
12 IX  |      in order to do him an ill turn, exaggerated the importance
13 IX  |      talking in the squares to turn round. Sometimes it was
14 X   |   Salammbo as she walked would turn her head a little to see
15 X   |     his thought. Then he would turn away sadder than before;
16 XI  | freshness of your lips and the turn of your shoulders. But I
17 XI  |     sounding of the cymbals. I turn aside, but you are not there!
18 XI  |        of your beauty! ’Tis my turn now! You are my captive,
19 XI  |        What matters it to you? Turn away! Begone! Rather crush
20 XIV |       of the ten Barbarians in turn, and pressed their thumbs;
21 XIV |       not death that made them turn pale, but the horrible compulsion
22 XIV |      widened and contracted in turn, as supple as a serpent,