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1  T-II|   cripple me if I try.~It’s a rich mind can tell of Caesar’
2  T-IV|      Sulmo’s my native place, rich in icy streams,~and ninety
3   T-V| shells the sand, as flowers a rich rose-garden,~as the host
4   T-V|       incense that delivers a rich flame,~and wine that hisses,
5   T-V|     by giving you wealth:~the rich take nothing to the ancestral
6   ExI|      when you made the altars rich with incense.~~ Book EII.
7   Ind|     before they were drained: rich in wildfowl and varied tree
8   Ind|       VIII:1-48 Oxen from its rich meadows.~ ~Fates~The three
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