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1  T-II|     you deny me.~Great hope fills me, gazing at you, most
2 T-III|     shade,~no frothing must fills the deep wine-vats.~This
3 T-III|    wild tribes:~every place fills me with anxiety and fear.~
4  ExIV| weariness with me, rightly, fills your mind.~But what can
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