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 1   T-I| Orestes’s friend.~Patroclus’s constant loyalty to Achilles~was
 2  T-II|    there’s no steady rage, no constant fury,~in the winds that
 3 T-III|    life?~Gods, I’ve found too constant in cruelty,~sharers of the
 4   T-V|       that’s not refreshed by constant ploughing~will produce nothing
 5  ExII|  mouth,~so my heart feels the constant bite of care,~which will
 6   ExI| defend your old comrade, with constant loyalty, ~as best you can,
 7   ExI|      VII:1-46 To Atticus: His Constant Grief~ ~Atticus, my letter,
 8   ExI|    she who used~to be fickle, constant now, and sure to harm me
 9   ExI|   carves out a stone with its constant dripping,~so I’m hurt by
10   ExI|      peace was made.~Moreover constant study of the liberal arts~
11  ExIV|       that you worship with a constant devotion,~since it’s hard
12   Ind|  Fickle by reputation but now constant in seeking his destruction.~
13   Ind|       garrison and subject to constant attack, and Ovid had to