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 1   T-I|       I wish whomever it is no ill,~who asks the gods to be
 2   T-I|        my exile:~it’s the only ill of mine she knows, and groans
 3 T-III| written in another’s hand, I’m ill.~Ill in the furthest region
 4 T-III|       another’s hand, I’m ill.~Ill in the furthest region of
 5 T-III|      Whether the disease of an ill mind drains my limbs,~or
 6 T-III|     than body, rather both~are ill and I endure a double ache.~
 7 T-III|     anger brings with it every ill.~And so it’s clear, and
 8  T-IV|       crime, if my sequence of ill luck was known to you.~Either
 9   T-V|    being unwell?~Yet my mind’s ill, it gains no strength from
10   T-V|      my breath, that I breathe ill~in the Scythian air, might
11   T-V|     ashes!~~ Book TV.XIII:1-34 Ill, And Wishing For Letters~ ~
12  ExII|        that too was part of my ill fortune.~Yet your brother’
13   ExI|       m almost buried, now I’m ill and frozen ~at least: if
14  IBIS|       Ibis:~and run with every ill, and on stumbling feet,~