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1   T-I| endeavour to make me forget this failing, and praise~your efforts
2 T-III|        delirious lips.~If I were failing now, and my tongue stuck
3 T-III|          friendly hand closes my failing eyes:~but with no funeral
4  T-IV|    passing time!~Believe me, I’m failing, and as far as I can see,
5  ExII|     there: Boreas reaches you on failing wings.~We’re divided by
6 ExIII|          gaze at the doctor with failing pulse:~stand by me, while
7   Ind|         that he was punished for failing to tell the authorities
8   Ind|          exile by his father for failing to avenge Ajax. Teucer then