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 1 I   |     had never seen a lobster, tore their faces with its red
 2 II  |        and already sick. They tore their hands with the darts
 3 VII |       who were under the iron tore their faces with their nails.
 4 X   |     need of destruction, they tore up tall cypress trees in
 5 XI  |       with the other hand she tore the veils from her head.
 6 XI  |    did not answer; he quickly tore away a strip of the canvas
 7 XII |    their husband’s names they tore them with their nails and
 8 XIII|       hurled by the ballistas tore away the roofs of the huts;
 9 XIII| extraordinary.~His own slaves tore off the silver plates from
10 XIII|    stone disc. Immediately he tore his garments, and rolled
11 XIII|      his face with his nails, tore out his hair, and shrieked
12 XIV |       he must die, wept.~They tore off the clothes that were
13 XV  | sleeve, split his cheek; they tore handfuls of hair from him