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 1   T-I|       the memory of your merit leaves my mind.~and loyalty fades
 2  T-II|     elm weighed down with vine leaves,~that’s been struck by savage
 3 T-III|      door in front,~their dark leaves circling the august ones?~
 4 T-III|  despite the king.~and, mixing leaves and nard with my bones,~
 5 T-III|      the colours of the autumn leaves, ~struck by the first frost,
 6   T-V|      him,~is unable to see the leaves in the woods, soft grass~
 7  ExII|     into Hebrus, and Athos add leaves to the Alps?~The spirit
 8 ExIII|       to a less hostile place, leaves you behind?~Surely I ought
 9  ExIV|       to such, would be adding leaves to the woods.~That’s the
10  IBIS| prophesy as few of them as the leaves one might gather~from Ida,
11   Ind|        Skelton’s ‘Diana in the leaves green, Luna who so bright
12   Ind|       102 The deserted gods he leaves behind.~Book TI.V:45-84
13   Ind|     high it has deeply divided leaves and small yellow flowers
14   Ind|  spikes. The undersides of the leaves are pale. ~Book EI.III:49-