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 1 II  |        the gods, and wished to die in his native land.~Spendius
 2 II  |   draught of which they are to die.~One morning when all three
 3 V   |        hands? Would you rather die on the evening of a defeat,
 4 V   |       walls. Matho expected to die at every step.~However a
 5 V   |      of your strength you will die!”~They reached thus the
 6 V   |   growing pale as one about to die. This time he was surely
 7 VI  |       skin, and you are not to die from them.”~“Oh! yes, that
 8 VI  |       the Suffet, “I am not to die from them!” And his violaceous
 9 VII |        neck.”~“Ah! you wish to die?” said the Suffet scornfully.~“
10 VIII|        ideas the man could not die. He was returning to fulfil
11 VIII|       Those who were doomed to die rolled their heads about
12 X   |     she was certainly going to die soon.~But if Rabbetna triumphed,
13 X   | circumlocution.~“If you are to die, that will be later,” he
14 XII | believing that he was going to die. At last a crack was heard,
15 XIII|        though he were about to die.~But he clapped his hands
16 XIV |        more; they preferred to die.~Two days afterwards the
17 XIV |     intoxication. All asked to die, and none would strike.
18 XIV |    into each other’s arms, and die with mutual kisses. None
19 XIV |     understanding that he must die, wept.~They tore off the
20 XIV |      coming to command them to die for her. They were seized
21 XV  |        she did not want him to die! At this moment Matho gave