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1   T-I| clinging to me at parting,~mingled these sad words amongst
2 T-III|   my neck,~and your kisses mingled with the sound of sobbing.~
3  ExII|  me as I lay grieving,~and mingled his tears endlessly with
4  ExII|  cold breast.~Grieving, he mingled falling tears with the unguent~
5   ExI|  battles in thick forests,~mingled piles of shields and spears,~
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