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 1   T-I|   anyone wishes to know all my misfortunes,~he asks for more than circumstance
 2 T-III|        were here,~She makes my misfortunes darker: she lightens them:~
 3 T-III|       are, you who exult in my misfortunes,~bloodthirsty, endlessly
 4   T-V|  content’s inspired by its own misfortunes.~And how little of this
 5   T-V|      tough Ulysses had seen no misfortunes~Penelope would have been
 6   T-V|       against me?~Why exult in misfortunes you yourself might suffer?~
 7   T-V|       in that you share in our misfortunes.~I’d not have given you
 8   ExI|     only my lifespan equals my misfortunes,~and I don’t stain Scythian
 9   ExI|      of your old friend in his misfortunes~and help me by bandaging
10   ExI|        trampled by this run of misfortunes,~and I’ve found nothing
11 ExIII| assiduous in the matter of our misfortunes.~Work, so I might live in
12  ExIV|    this thing the source of my misfortunes:~or that writing a poem
13  ExIV|       and cease to remember my misfortunes.~As I walked alone along
14   Ind|  dragging his friends into his misfortunes. ~Book TIII.VI:1-38 Carissime