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 1   T-I|   semblance in the yellow gold,~seeing all you can of the exile,
 2  T-II|       caused the goddess pain. ~Seeing Pallas she’ll ask why the
 3 T-III|         pallid than my own.~And seeing your tears falling at every
 4 T-III|     gripping the unmoving deep.~Seeing was not enough: I walked
 5  T-IV|        no less than Andromache,~seeing blood-stained Hector dragged
 6   T-V|      poet is living among them,~seeing them, hearing them, forgetting
 7   T-V|        be~you’ll be saddened by seeing my face in the city,~and
 8  ExII|      fear you’ll be hardened on seeing~the name, and you’ll read
 9  ExII|          Graecinus, all hope of seeing my sentence ~reduced, therefore,
10   ExI|       sphere.~You’re loyal, and seeing that that sails of the broken
11   ExI|         him I seem myself to be seeing Rome:~since he embodies
12   ExI|    small aid.~I’m aided too, by seeing your faces, as much as I
13   Ind| indicate his own punishment for seeing something, a mischief (culpa)