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 1    I,  I  |   square of dazzling blue, a bright vista of limitless heights
 2    I,  I  | images stood out against the bright sky, vague and fleeting
 3    I,  I  |      face, lighted up by her bright golden hair. The Count entered,
 4    I,  II |   the grace of its pose, the bright charm of its golden hair.
 5    I,  III|  indolent young woman, whose bright and striking toilette diffused
 6    I,  IV |      did his best to keep it bright and interesting; and when
 7   II,  II |     toward the other. As the bright sunlight now shone on them,
 8   II,  II |     by Annette’s side in the bright sunlight.~She rang, and
 9   II,  III|  Olivier saw in her eyes two bright drops which, breaking forth,
10   II,  IV |   herself any longer in this bright light, amid this stream
11   II,  V  |     soul was still fresh and bright, her heart still young,