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 1 II  | never-ending din of shrill female voices.~Every day men came flocking
 2 II  |         him, “You lie!” but their voices were drowned in the tumult
 3 III |           vapours from a volcano. Voices call me, a globe of fire
 4 VI  |          above it. A murmuring of voices was heard, torches gleamed,
 5 VII |       roused by the footsteps and voices they rose slowly, came towards
 6 VII |         intoned a hymn, and their voices—ever repeating the same
 7 VII |           now scarcely make their voices heard. But their wrath against
 8 VIII| whirlwinds behind them.~Above the voices of the captains, the ringing
 9 IX  |        encamped at Tunis; and the voices would multiply and swell,
10 XI  |          still blacker, and their voices hoarser. Matho, who walked
11 XI  |       sanguinary desire. Mournful voices lingered at a distance in
12 XI  |          far as Matho’s tent. Two voices were speaking within it.
13 XIII|         with the rhythm of hoarse voices singing together.~It was
14 XIII|       Goddess and God!” And their voices were lost in the outburst
15 XV  |        the continual screaming of voices; slaves belonging to Hamilcar
16 XV  |          the lyres, or a choir of voices rose. The clamour of the