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1   T-I| drenched by heavy waves,~and fearful Notus hurls my words away,~
2   T-I|   mighty god.~While I speak, fearful and yet eager to be driven
3  T-IV|       and the land’s no less fearful than the hostile sea.~Those
4   T-V| heart for the prayers of the fearful,~and, following the example
5   ExI|      every wretched thing is fearful, and because~the door of
6 ExIII|   fear empty the place.~What fearful man doesn’t avoid contagious
7 ExIII|  might seem over cautious or fearful,~but they don’t deserve
8  ExIV|     moan about the cold, the fearful incursions on every~side,