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1 T-III|    you, mea lux.~Think that I perished when I lost my native land:~
2 T-III|      final polish, if I’d not perished first,~now it has reached
3   ExI|    many of us:~unhappily I’ve perished through my own gifts.~My
4 ExIII| suffers.~More, those who have perished in sea, war or fire,~no
5  IBIS|     the poet of the grim lyre perished~may a wound to your right
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