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 1   T-I|      but in so many sorts of foreign places?~Was it all in vain,
 2  T-II|   defend myself with so many foreign weapons,~Roman books too
 3 T-III|      die far away then, on a foreign shore,~and my fate will
 4 T-III| Often a father’s exiled to a foreign shore,~but his children
 5  T-IV|  soldiers, storms, seas, and foreign shores.~She knows too the
 6  T-IV|    are no quiet harbours for foreign ships.~There are tribes
 7  T-IV|    time I no longer breathed foreign air,~or quenched my parched
 8  ExII|   you’ve time, welcome these foreign books~with friendship: but
 9  ExII|     my downfall –~being in a foreign land – your heart was sad?~
10  ExIV|    is my piety unknown: this foreign land~sees the shrine to
11  IBIS|      mighty waves,~while the foreign fishes feed on my entrails:~