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 1   T-I|       someone, faithless, in my bitter trouble,~would have come
 2 T-III|         Why attack a ghost with bitter words, so cruelly?~I beg
 3   T-V|       the journey’s danger, the bitter perils ~of the sea, or the
 4   T-V|      him grieve!~Yet he endures bitter trouble patiently, as he
 5   T-V|        happiness, now showing a bitter face,~and only true in her
 6  ExII|        in spirits, wounded by a bitter blow,~began to gather strength
 7  ExII|    unwilling eyes.~Nothing more bitter has reached my ears, since
 8  ExII|       frustrating saviour of my bitter life,~he restrained my hands
 9  ExII|      Prolonged apathy, with its bitter cares, has weakened ~my
10   ExI|   reprove my fault:~don’t speak bitter words to the defendant who’
11   ExI|         silent wrath of Caesar?~Bitter words were added to my punishment.~
12 ExIII|     harvest appropriate to this bitter place.~Add our fear, walls
13 ExIII|      and carry points dipped in bitter poison:~Your house, at least,
14 ExIII| consoling a comrade,~easing his bitter fate with gentle words.~
15 ExIII|       exercise care myself,~the bitter aspect of my fate confronts
16 ExIII|         of but the ills of this bitter region,~and to beg that
17  ExIV|   singing:~and the lotus wasn’t bitter to him who tasted it.~I’
18  ExIV|        ignorance~of what causes bitter winter to freeze the Sarmatian
19  ExIV|  Italian ways, not the land,~in bitter writing: and Rome itself
20  IBIS|     wept when he was touched by bitter smoke,~while one of the
21  IBIS|          in that metre in which bitter wars should be waged.~ ~