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 1    I,  I  |         before it began to grow soft and dim, to slumber among
 2    I,  I  |    child. He repeated in a very soft tone: “There, there! I suffer
 3    I,  III|       the tide of humanity.~The soft air and the sunshine lent
 4    I,  III|        shed upon the hangings a soft, even light, modified by
 5    I,  IV |  complexion had that charmingly soft tint obtained by women who
 6   II,  I  |       of heat—the melon growing soft under~the ice, the soft
 7   II,  I  |         soft under~the ice, the soft bread, the flabby filet,
 8   II,  II |        opened wide. A breath of soft air, bearing the odor of
 9   II,  II |        park with freshness, the soft breeze made the trees tremble,
10   II,  II |   appeared illimitable, and the soft silence, the living silence
11   II,  II |    understand?”~He laughed in a soft and friendly way.~“No, I
12   II,  II |      children, others round and soft, of feathers, of down, of
13   II,  IV | sensuous desire to caress their soft, undulating backs and kiss
14   II,  IV |        inspired the artist on a soft moonlight evening in springtime.~“
15   II,  V  |     costume of evening, and the soft sensuousness of morning
16   II,  VI |        with her lips, with that soft little breath that children