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1 T-I| deceive, it’s clear you’re mine.~But enter quietly so my 2 T-I| t be read~because you’re mine, and thrusts you away,~say: ‘ 3 T-I| will crush this life of mine, with lips~praying in vain, 4 T-I| exile:~it’s the only ill of mine she knows, and groans at.~ 5 T-I| whom surely no offence of mine ~has wounded, be content 6 T-I| debtor for the life that’s mine,~and my spirit will melt 7 T-I| need, a fate dissimilar to mine. ~Still, if this ship were 8 T-I| were Fortune’s crew, not mine.~So, O few, aid my wounded 9 T-I| his native land:~I fled mine, defeated and an exile.~ 10 T-I| so many other things of mine.~As Althaea, they say, burning 11 T-I| You who read this work of mine without malice,~may you 12 T-I| genius is not hidden.~If only mine had been buried in deep 13 T-I| Golden-haired Minerva’s protection’s mine, and will be,~I pray, and 14 T-I| the narrow Symplegades,~mine to plough through the Bistonian 15 T-I| music of his songs, as I do mine.~ ~ The End of Tristia Book 16 T-II| the common prayers with mine as well. ~Do I need to say 17 T-II| praise with richer wit than mine:~but as a god’s won by red 18 T-II| assigned a remoter place than mine.~There’s nothing further 19 T-II| be established nothing of mine will harm.~But I ‘corrupt 20 T-II| some part of it all was mine to sing,~as the sun’s radiant 21 T-III| longed-for places,~whatever of mine remains in the city I’ve 22 T-III| breeze bore me,~this boat of mine sailed on through calm water,~ 23 T-III| a brighter destiny than mine.~You deserve my prayers 24 T-III| to me, while I could,~and mine to you, often your critic, 25 T-III| un-revised,~if anything of mine is on their lips.~Add this 26 T-IV| if you’re ashamed to be mine!~Where is that time when 27 T-IV| loved to be, and be called, mine?~Like a true woman you were 28 T-IV| the common wealth is also mine.~Jupiter adds his divinity 29 T-IV| blame,~since this letter of mine wasn’t prompted by you.~ 30 T-IV| gods shun, that’s nearest mine:~And near my land are those 31 T-IV| revealed by any testimony of mine.~Why tell of friends’ wickedness 32 T-IV| things, ~attacked any work of mine with malignant teeth.~Though 33 T-V| complaint,~nor are the words mine, they are my fate’s.~But 34 T-V| much better your fate than mine!’ ~He wrote me weeping, 35 T-V| fulfil her days.~I’d add mine to hers, but I fear lest 36 T-V| befriend you:~no prayer of mine could be more heartfelt.~ 37 T-V| fortunes be different from mine! – ‘Vale’.~~ Book TV.XIV: 38 ExII| no honour in any book of mine.~If you’re dubious about 39 ExII| was less and lighter than mine,~if great fame didn’t merely 40 ExII| profit?~So far no work of mine, you can list them all,~ 41 ExII| possesses no greater wit than mine.~Here, in this land where 42 ExII| his tears endlessly with mine.~O how often, as the frustrating 43 ExII| this is the only thing of mine allowed in Rome.~I couldn’ 44 ExI| thought any sweetness could be mine in Scythia,~but this land’ 45 ExI| delights of Caesar’s heart are mine too, as far~as my powers 46 ExI| that to live this life of mine is like death.~Theseus went 47 ExI| care that this faith of mine is not called ~false, and 48 ExI| the people’s prayer and mine as well.~~ Book EII.VI:1- 49 ExI| yet a weightier offence of mine’s to be confessed here.~ 50 ExI| flowed~over your face when mine was dry, rigid with pain:~ 51 ExIII| friends, and one voice of mine seeks help from many.~Should 52 ExIV| hearts,~that once used to be mine, has all vanished.~My Muse 53 ExIV| your tears, that equalled mine,~would have thought we were 54 ExIV| honours would be no less mine than yours.~I’d be so proud 55 ExIV| add both your prayers to mine, I beg you,~and, if the 56 ExIV| there’s no hiding that it’s mine.~And I think I could say 57 ExIV| friend, forgive this fault of mine.~Wanting to write otherwise, 58 IBIS| by his deeds.~No delay is mine: I act as priest with sure 59 IBIS| and these hated days of mine.~~ Ibis:135-162 The Litany