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 1   T-I|    and reads your verses with wet eyes,~and silently wishes,
 2   T-I|       credit your cheeks were wet with tears.~There’s faith
 3  T-II|    Venus, damp, too, wringing wet hair in her fingers,~rising,
 4 T-III|       grief, noted your face,~wet with tears and more pallid
 5  T-IV|       loving tears would have wet my breast,~my eyes, staring
 6   T-V|      I was sealed with to his wet cheeks, first, not his lips.~
 7  ExII|     or where the Indian waves wet Ceylon?~Do you wish to aim
 8 ExIII| enemies,~their arrows soaking wet with fatal venom,~add how
 9  ExIV|    Apelles,~wringing her hair wet with the sea’s spray:~as
10  IBIS|   words of mourning,~and with wet cheeks begin your weeping