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1  T-II|  lightning.~Though you yourself forbid hope, I’ll still hope:~that’
2 T-III|      drive my slow fate onwards~forbid the doors of death to close!~~
3   T-V|  require torture without a cry:~forbid tears when a deep wound’
4   T-V|         What your voice doesnt forbid, I will be: grateful. ~While
5 ExIII|    suffer, one iota.~He doesnt forbid anyone to remember his friends,~
6 ExIII| Assuming Caesar’s anger doesnt forbid it me,~I’ll waste away,
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