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 1   T-I|      on his horse’s stubborn neck,~so, I see, our charioteer
 2 T-III|     encircling arms clasp my neck,~and your kisses mingled
 3  T-IV|  accepts the chain~round his neck, or dies by a venomous shaft.~
 4  T-IV|   leader.~Offering her proud neck to the Roman axe~she wears
 5  T-IV|   the plough,~submitting its neck to the weight of the curving
 6   T-V| abandon me?~Do you draw your neck from the shattered yoke
 7  ExII|   tied the noose round their neck!~She reproved me too, and
 8   ExI|   chieftains, chained by the neck,~they were almost enough
 9   ExI|      head be severed from my neck,~sooner will I let my eyes
10 ExIII|      the herd,~and draws his neck away, new to the harsh yoke:~