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1   T-I| admitted from my case.~While I stood firm, my house was crowded
2  T-IV| straight to the sad altar~that stood, blood-stained, before the
3   T-V|   Greek host.~You’d think time stood still, it moves so slowly,~
4  ExII|  anyone? Where my Ars Amatoria stood, there’s your place.~Perhaps
5  ExII|  around it’s master’s head.~He stood by me, Maximus, when most
6 ExIII|    from my anxious mind.~There stood Love, but not with the aspect
7  ExIV|      heaped wherever your feet stood.~The lower ranks followed
8   Ind|     Marathon, which supposedly stood in the great square at Constantinople