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 1   T-I|     harm.~Hawks, the smallest sound of wings brings terror~to
 2 T-III|       to run life’s course on sound feet,~and enjoy a brighter
 3 T-III|       kisses mingled with the sound of sobbing.~I’ve also felt
 4 T-III|     he’ll bellow, and it will sound like a real bull.~Give me
 5 T-III| Thracian and Scythian tongues sound round me,~and I think I
 6  T-IV|      too is more than I want. Sound the retreat, Muse,~while
 7   T-V|       me not exul:~my case is sound because he judged it so.~
 8   ExI|      petitions. He’s safe and sound, and sees~that your powers,
 9   ExI|       which he fashioned, are sound.~His wife, is well, and
10  ExIV|       sands,~there seemed the sound of wings behind me.~Looking
11  ExIV|  grant to one who’s ~safe and sound, you recently granted to
12   Ind|       37-80 Worshipped to the sound of flutes, pipes and horns.~