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 1   T-I|          left shore of Pontus:~I complain my flight from my native
 2   T-I|          these lips with which I complain.~~ Book TI.IX:1-66 A Faithful
 3 T-III|          was lovely”,~and you’ll complain that your mirror lies.~You
 4 T-III|         love of death is such, I complain of Caesar’s anger,~who did
 5   T-V| surrounds me.~Believe me, what I complain of is less than the truth.~
 6  ExII|   remembering where I started, I complain, dear friend~that savage
 7  ExII|         m served,~with distaste, complain, when it’s time to eat hated
 8   ExI|  surrendered me to you – I don’t complain ~of her in doing so – in
 9 ExIII|         is true. ~Though I don’t complain myself, fame, as she should,
10 ExIII|        fame, as she should, will~complain when I’m silent, if you
11 ExIII|          ve seen, that finery, I complain of:~but the places, people
12 ExIII|          fair~number of hours, I complain they were too few.~But I’
13  ExIV|       Wheel Of Fortune~ ~Shall I complain or be silent? Should I declare
14  ExIV|      place at your side.~I’d not complain if I were crushed, it would
15  ExIV|          Meanwhile, don’t let me complain about everything, ~I’ll
16  ExIV|     years,~has had any reason to complain about me.~That’s why, in
17  ExIV|        you’d had nothing more to complain of!~The cruel gods were
18  IBIS|       arrows.~Meanwhile lest you complain that I’ve forgotten you,~