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1   ExI| now divine.~By granting me riches, you wouldn’t have given
2 ExIII|   be crying.~These are the riches my fate serves up for you.~~
3  ExIV|    thank you with his only riches, with poetry.~I confess
4  IBIS|   Ceres’ son, in vain,~and riches fail however you search
5  IBIS|  murder you for your scant riches.~And may all your race die
6   Ind| gold mines was a source of riches. ~ ~Delphi~The site of the
7   Ind|   the son of Ceres, god of riches.~Book TI. IX:1-66 God of
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