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 1   T-I|      hope of a tomb,~not to be food for the fishes in the ocean.~
 2 T-III|     suitable for a patient, no food ~that’s any use, no one
 3 T-III|      flesh scarce covers bone, food barely finds my lips:~my
 4   T-V|      He who once denied humble food to the poor~now eats the
 5  ExII|     King Diomedes who made men food for horses,~but to a prince
 6  ExII|    when it’s time to eat hated food.~Serve me with what sea,
 7  ExII| ambrosia and nectar, the gods’ food and drink~be served me by
 8  ExII|      That sleep, too, which is food itself to a frail body,~
 9   ExI|       a bronze hook in all its food.~Often a lamb flees the
10  IBIS|        crown,~let your body be food for ravenous serpents.~Or,
11  IBIS|       Jupiter with a deceptive food:~and I beg someone to test
12  IBIS|        through a deficiency of food.~And as it’s said the poet
13   Ind|       men, were drugged by the food of the Lotus-Eaters, see
14   Ind|        44 No abundance of good food among them.~Book EII.II:
15   Ind|    larder, or storage room for food. They were closely linked
16   Ind|   plates and offered the first food. The Penates moved with
17   Ind|    meals and was offered first food and drink. Her priestesses