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 1    IV|      honey drops on springing flowers are found~When Phoebus holds
 2    IX|     age~Yet blossomed out her flowers, small or light;~The sweat
 3     X|      the herbs, the grass and flowers rare,~The falling leaves
 4  XIII|  scorching rays,~He burnt the flowers, burnt his Clytie dear,~
 5  XIII|       in plants, in herbs, in flowers, in grass.~ ~ LVIII~Sleep
 6  XIII|       in plants, in herbs, in flowers, in grass.~ ~ LXXIX~Earth,
 7   XIV|     With caves and fountains, flowers, herbs and trees,~So that
 8    XV|       fat there ever buds and flowers,~The honey-drops from hollow
 9    XV|    their grass; to grass, his flowers;~To flowers their smell;
10    XV|     to grass, his flowers;~To flowers their smell; to trees, the
11    XV|     them to drink, and on the flowers~The plenteous spring a thousand
12   XVI|     laid on gold,~The twisted flowers smiled, and her white breast~
13   XVI|     had shent,~Bewrapped with flowers, hung idly by his side,~
14  XVII|       the fairies, leaves and flowers;~But on the steep, the rough
15 XVIII| outstream;~So cheered are the flowers late withered~With the sweet
16 XVIII|     that fair stream inbound,~Flowers and odors sweetly smiled
17 XVIII|  entertain my foe,~Nor opened flowers and fountains as you came,~