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 1   T-I|       to my inner sanctum,~and reach your own house, the curved
 2   T-I|       and won’t let my prayers reach the gods.~So the same winds
 3   T-I|     wealth without end,~nor to reach Athens, I one sought as
 4   T-I|        without malice,~may you reach life’s goal without hindrance.~
 5   T-I|      my prayers that failed to reach the harsh gods,~on my own
 6   T-I|      gates of wide Pontus,~and reach the waters she seeks, by
 7   T-I|      pray for in my fear.~If I reach harbour, the harbour itself
 8 T-III|    made of stone.~What further reach is left to which your ire
 9  T-IV|       and the din.~Then you’ll reach the citadel, and the shrines
10  T-IV|        from you, should rarely reach my hands.~But defeat those
11  T-IV|     earth,~my anger will still reach out to you from here.~If
12   T-V|      them:~let the altar I can reach be steady in my hands.~At
13   T-V|       by chance or guile, ever reach you.~If only my Ars Amatoria,
14   ExI|     horses:~so may your father reach Pylian Nestor’s years, your
15 ExIII|        you, be truly sent, and reach you, I pray.~Your well-being
16 ExIII| hexameter.~You wouldn’t let me reach to Homeric song,~or tell
17  ExIV|         on the journey, you’ll reach the imperial city.~Then
18  ExIV|      this host of tasks,~he’ll reach out a kindly hand to you,
19  ExIV|        that this request might reach the heavenly powers.~~ Book
20  ExIV|          because, since you’ll reach the Capitol as consul~without
21  ExIV|        Still, it may sometimes reach a Caesar’s ears: from whom~
22  ExIV|   about ~you, the new god, may reach you there, too.~And so I
23   Ind|       letter seems intended to reach him by May AD16 when he
24   Ind|        crossing the Isthmus to reach Cenchreae, the harbour of