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 1    I,  I  |     power.~But suddenly, in the glass, which reflected the whole
 2    I,  I  |        almost raised the convex glass over the two golden arrows
 3    I,  II |      allowed to drop the bit of glass at the end of a black silk
 4    I,  III|      the silversmith’s art, the glass being turned down upon a
 5    I,  III|   cocottes.~“Paris!” said he, a glass of kummel in his hand, “
 6    I,  IV |      immense garden inclosed in glass, where the works of sculpture
 7   II,  I  |        you as much as to me—the glass from which I drink, the
 8   II,  II | spreading a light mist over the glass, almost obscured the pale
 9   II,  V  |     through trefoils of colored glass into the immense circular
10   II,  V  |       if by one hand to all the glass plates with which merchants
11   II,  V  |      weary movement, the little glass upon the desk and tried
12   II,  V  |         herself and this bit of glass, she threw it against the