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 1   T-I| forever, ‘Farewell’?~Others, bound to me by no ties, did this,~
 2  T-IV|  knife drawn,~her Greek hair bound with barbarous sacred ribbons,~
 3  T-IV|     is strong enough, though bound with steel,~to stand firm
 4   ExI|      without peace and waves bound by ice.~Yet if you hear
 5   ExI|      me,~and yet the love is bound to be in us both:~as your
 6 ExIII|     she initiated the rites, bound the threads round their
 7  ExIV|    fail you,~and the Muse is bound up with Jupiter in your
 8  IBIS|       and you with your hair bound by writhing snakes,~who
 9  IBIS|      over all the city.~They bound his limbs with dark-coloured
10  IBIS|  Antaeus’s brother, Busiris, bound by that blood,~who stained
11  IBIS|   father, may your throat be bound in a noose.~And may you
12   Ind|    lover of Cydippe. She was bound to him by oath after picking
13   Ind|    with this simulacrum, and bound him to a fiery wheel that