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1   I|       thatched roofs, on which grew blue and yellow irises,
2   I|       it might be forever. She grew sad as she thought of it,
3 III|      of settling in life?" She grew as pale as death, and, seeing
4 III| misfortune. At last the farmer grew impatient and said: "Come,
5 III|       in its kennel.~The stars grew dim, and the birds began
6 III|      Rose was choking, and she grew scarlet, while her tears
7  IV|        time.~But she gradually grew accustomed to her life,
8  IV|   suddenly the farmer's temper grew very bad.~For two or three
9  IV|        It is not my fault!" He grew rather more gentle when