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 1   T-I| endlessly over her guiltless cheeks.~My daughter was far away
 2   T-I|     straggling over unshaven cheeks.~Maddened by grief they
 3   T-I|       Turnus, we credit your cheeks were wet with tears.~There’
 4  T-II|    hasn’t completely fled my cheeks –~But unless I’ve sinned,
 5 T-III|    name?~Don’t lacerate your cheeks or tear your hair,~it’s
 6  T-IV|    and a blush comes to your cheeks!~I’m wretched, if you think
 7  T-IV|   blush of shame redden your cheeks,~because I’ve been struck
 8   T-V| still did not order that her cheeks be dry.~To ease a deadly
 9   T-V|   was sealed with to his wet cheeks, first, not his lips.~Whoever
10   ExI|    as they fell from our sad cheeks:~when you asked whether
11   ExI|  tears ran down my terrified cheeks.~So you, recalling this,
12 ExIII|      softly over his unkempt cheeks,~and his plumage looked
13  IBIS|    of mourning,~and with wet cheeks begin your weeping for Ibis:~
14  IBIS|      one scorch your smoking cheeks with fire.~Be tortured by