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 1   T-I|         my fault a crime,~so my pain’s author knows what you
 2   T-I|         me, and no one eased my pain:~Minerva the war-goddess
 3  T-II|       rivals caused the goddess pain. ~Seeing Pallas she’ll ask
 4  T-II|      was roused to do it by the pain of slighted love.~Passion
 5 T-III|         use, no one to ease his pain with Apollo’s art,~no friend
 6 T-III|    friend zealously,~easing the pain that can scarcely be eased.~
 7 T-III|  whatever way each can, ease my pain somehow,~don’t refuse an
 8 T-III|      known by long usage, in my pain, ~gave me what scarcely
 9 T-III|      lack the cause of grievous pain.~I’m no fitter in mind than
10 T-III|    hearing them, might feel the pain.~Believe me, if Ulysses
11  T-IV|     shows the marks of sorrow’s pain,~that you’re tormented no
12  T-IV|        ease ~to my early years, pain to the later ones.~Now after
13   T-V|        be dry.~To ease a deadly pain with words, is something:~
14   T-V|     lightened by the years:~the pain of great ones increases
15   T-V|   malice, I’m used to suffering pain bravely now,~as to think
16  ExII|         assistance to ease your pain.’~These words lessened my
17  ExII|     proper powers.~True I’ve no pain, I don’t burn and gasp with
18   ExI| justifiably offended by me.~The pain that distressed great Caesar’
19   ExI|        mine was dry, rigid with pain:~I call your solace of a
20  ExIV|    there’s no joy to lessen the pain a little.~See how I, bereft
21  ExIV|      escape every blow:~but the pain is less than your sharp
22  IBIS|     Trojans,~and may you suffer pain as great as Philoctetes, ~