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 1 I   |    Acropolis in the cypress wood, feeling that the light was coming,
 2 I   |      journey, and prevent it from feeling fatigue. A man like you,
 3 II  |   courtesans through the towns; a feeling of pity moved him, and he
 4 VI  |           a state of uncertainty, feeling the embarrassment with which
 5 VI  |    foreseen this.~But the nation, feeling that it was hated, clasped
 6 VIII|        other being prevented by a feeling of shame.~Often he would
 7 VIII|     simultaneously. The elephants feeling their croups stung by the
 8 IX  |           day; and the Barbarians feeling sure of their victory occupied
 9 IX  |            and the Carthaginians, feeling as it were the downfall
10 X   |      against this domination; her feeling towards the priest was one
11 X   |      horror of cold, or perhaps a feeling of shame, at first made
12 XII |         them at a distance, had a feeling of despair in spite of the
13 XIII|       returned with silent steps, feeling the walls around him, and
14 XIV |       They sank down in collapse, feeling an icy coldness in their
15 XIV |           let their hands fall on feeling the cold flesh on the edge
16 XIV | incantations. Just now their only feeling to their divinities was
17 XIV |          understandings.~The only feeling left them was one of exasperation,