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 1   T-I|    southerly~may she quickly pass the clashing rocks,~the
 2   T-I|    sent me.~If that comes to pass, a lamb will fall, deservedly,
 3 T-III| anxious for my life, ~do you pass happy hours there forgetting
 4 T-III|    NOT SEVERE, LOVER, AS YOU PASS BY,~SAY ‘EASY MAY THE BONES
 5 T-III|     be eased.~Live unenvied, pass sweet years, unknown,~form
 6  T-IV|      still this is the way I pass, and deceive, the days.~
 7   T-V|     care my funeral will not pass in silence.~If anyone seeks
 8   T-V|     long for you,~so may you pass at length, as promised,
 9   T-V|      of Sarmatians and Getae pass~to and fro, along the trails,
10 ExIII|    my writings won’t let you pass unknown,~you, whose name’
11 ExIII|      goes to you, a year can pass.~It’s no small thing to
12  ExIV|  metre have never ceased ~to pass in turn between us, out
13  ExIV|   with what matters should I pass~an ill-starred idleness,
14  IBIS|      first.~Let this come to pass. Just now, himself, Apollo
15   Ind|   crushing what attempted to pass between them. The Argo had