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 1   T-I|         senses began to revive,~I spoke to my sad friends at the
 2   T-I|           I can’t be wretched.’~I spoke to the gods in prayer like
 3   T-I|    decreed exile.~Ah! How often I spoke as someone hastened by:~‘
 4   T-I|         having said ‘Farewell’, I spoke again at length,~and, as
 5   T-I|         dear to my heart.~While I spoke and we wept, Lucifer had
 6 T-III|        for this invention.’~So he spoke, But Phalaris replied: ‘
 7  T-IV|    speaking to you,~since I often spoke to you in happier days.~
 8 ExIII|         ill-fated vessel?”~So she spoke, then the sacred virgin,
 9 ExIII|         my tongue was freed and I spoke these words:~‘Boy, the cause
10 ExIII| pleasanter place.’~So it seemed I spoke to the winged boy,~so he
11 ExIII|        might have some worth.’~He spoke, and either he slid away
12 ExIII|         read the fluent words you spoke in the crowded forum,~O
13  ExIV|          and bright.’~The goddess spoke and, having filled Pontus ~
14  ExIV|           gods themselves:~he who spoke of Libya’s armies, Rome’
15  IBIS|          one of the three sisters spoke, as follows:~‘We have set
16  IBIS|   sufficient reason to fall.’~She spoke: but ordered Clotho to empower