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 1   T-I|      win notice by my death.~A barbarous coast to port, used to savage
 2 T-III|     will bow, un-mourned, in a barbarous land!~~ Book TIII.III:47-
 3 T-III|  bridge over the sliding flood~barbarous wagons are pulled by Sarmatian
 4 T-III|        missing from my ills?~A barbarous land, the unfriendly coast
 5 T-III|     done in a time of exile, a barbarous place;~and he’ll be amazed
 6  T-IV|      her Greek hair bound with barbarous sacred ribbons,~when she
 7   T-V|       as written:~it’s no more barbarous than this place.~Rome should
 8   T-V|    raised against my person,~a barbarous land holds me, the most
 9   T-V|        s shelter: and even~the barbarous crowd inside, mixed with
10  ExIV|        the other tribes of the barbarous Danube?~But what can I do,
11   Ind|   Parrhasia) who presided over barbarous cannibalistic practises.
12   Ind| because of its storms, and the barbarous tribes on its coast, later
13   Ind|     implies the country is too barbarous for good poetry to be expected