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1 I   |     lighted for me in lamplets of red clay, in lamplets of brass, -
2 II  |           feel that my face grows red.~p. 38}~IV~I cannot hide
3 III | calligraphy. Instead of the usual red stamp or seal with which
4 III |           masterpieces, I saw the red imprint of a tiny, tiny
5 III |        handle caked into one hard red mass; the~{p. 75}~cheap
6 IV  |        have on their heads little red characters said to be names
7 VII |           glorified into the last red splendor of sunset, the
8 X(2)|          large jars, - usually of red earthenware, {footnote p.