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 1   T-V|    shade might yet leave this hateful place.~You write that my
 2   T-V|       the place, the place is hateful,~and nothing could be sadder
 3  ExII|      it must have been sad.~A hateful cruelty does not fit your
 4   ExI| Scythia,~but this land’s less hateful to me now than it was before.~
 5   ExI|      be, aren’t situated in a hateful region.~Sooner shall my
 6 ExIII|      I ask a lot, but nothing hateful’s being asked,~if you don’
 7  ExIV|      and cold,~the two things hateful Pontus offers me, sooner ~
 8  ExIV|     me.~Even health itself is hateful, and my last prayer~is to
 9  IBIS|      my shaft won’t seek your hateful life at once:~I’ll not speak
10  IBIS|      in a moment,~and heal my hateful hours, and these hated days