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 1   T-I|          people rose,~and grieving hands beat on naked breasts.~Then
 2   T-I|        helmsman himself raises his hands aloft,~begging help, in
 3  T-II|        commit arson, arms his bold hands with fire.~Medicine sometimes
 4  T-II|     courtesans, warns noblewomen’s hands away.~Any woman who bursts
 5 T-III|           place.~You too, ordinary hands, if it’s allowed, take up~
 6 T-III|            raised swiftly by ready hands,~the Colchian struck her
 7 T-III|        rock,~she set the bloodless hands, and blood-stained head,~
 8 T-III|           a poor farmer has.~Some, hands tied, are driven off as
 9 T-III|            me,~take your unfeeling hands from my deep wound,~and
10  T-IV|            touched weapons with my hands in play:~now I’m old I strap
11  T-IV|           I quickly arm myself, my hands trembling.~The enemy, with
12  T-IV|        Giants,~Gyas of the hundred hands, the Minotaur, half man,
13  T-IV|             should rarely reach my hands.~But defeat those thousand
14   T-V|         perils ~of the sea, or the hands raised against my person,~
15   T-V|         the altar rejects no one’s hands.~~ Book TV.II:45-79 His
16   T-V|           its customary~honour: my hands go perform affection’s holy
17   T-V|          can reach be steady in my hands.~At first you were only
18   T-V|     neither beard or hair trimmed, hands not slow~to deal wounds
19   T-V|          to and fro,~and paper and hands perform the acts of tongues.~
20  ExII|   Sarmatian arrows,~or offering my hands, captive, to the cruel chains.~
21  ExII|      Caesar, passed on through the hands of his race.~~ Book EI.II:
22  ExII|        other arrows from Sarmatian hands.~So quote the example of
23  ExII|           doesn’t grip my luckless hands.~When I’ve granted the time
24  ExII|      bitter life,~he restrained my hands ready to cause my own death!~
25   ExI|           and harsh rocks with our hands:~the bird, with quivering
26   ExI|        take up arms and stain your hands with enemy blood,~just as
27   ExI|            Love’:~that prevents my hands from ever being clean.~Did
28 ExIII|           sad rites with unwilling hands:~until two young men arrived
29 ExIII|       Trivia’s savage altar,~their hands tied together behind their
30 ExIII|            often is,~with the many hands that touch and handle it.~
31 ExIII|            is, it has reached your hands yet.~It’s a slight work,
32 ExIII| rose-garden,~not gather, with late hands, what’s almost been passed
33 ExIII|     records of your labours, in my hands.~But tell me, O youth, pregnant
34  ExIV|          with Getic blood, at your hands.~Aegisos won’t deny it,
35  ExIV|         string will serve his holy hands,~so the arts of prince and
36  IBIS|           set a cruel weapon in my hands.~Then, too, when I shall
37  IBIS|         away, at the executioners’ hands,~and their hooks are buried
38  IBIS|         clapped their bloodstained hands together thrice.~They moistened
39  IBIS|            fell into Laestrygonian hands:~like those the Punic leader
40  IBIS|      delighted ~gaze, dying at the hands of Theseus.~~ Ibis:413-464
41  IBIS|    endlessly, flowing through your hands.~And like Erysichthon, the
42   Ind|           for his death at Jason’s hands during the escape from Colchis.
43   Ind|           of his sons’ fate at the hands of the Danaids, he fled
44   Ind|            for their deaths at the hands of her own son, Meleager,
45   Ind|           wish not to die at Getan hands.~Book EI.V:1-42 Book EIII.
46   Ind|           girls’ faces, and clawed hands, and their faces are pale
47   Ind|            when it passed into the hands of the Lucanians in the
48   Ind|         friend whose death, at the hands of Hector, caused Achilles
49   Ind|           foretold his fate at the hands of the Maenads (Bacchantes).