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1 I    |     evoke such a feeling. It grows with familiarity instead
2 II   |   drink, I feel that my face grows red.~p. 38}~IV~I cannot
3 II(1)|  yomogi (Artemisia vulgaris) grows wild in many of the half-dry
4 III  | Buddhist charm of the place, grows and grows upon you; and
5 III  |      of the place, grows and grows upon you; and the sense
6 IV   |  upon life, and visible life grows out of it. Dust it is of
7 VIII |     to a mountain the pebble grows.1~Who furthest after illusion
8 VIII |   itself, spotless the lotos grows.2~So that we stay together,