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 1   T-I|    god?~A wretch, I’m wasting idle words in vain.~My mouth
 2  T-II|   foolish games,~examining my idle things with your own eyes.~
 3 T-III|     from ‘business’, born for idle ease,~I was tender, and
 4 T-III|       misfortune your mind is idle.~I often used to read your
 5 T-III|    him unseen:~the earth lies idle, abandoned to harsh neglect.~~
 6  T-IV| Tiphys the helmsman’s art, is idle when the sea’s calm:~Phoebus,
 7  T-IV|       your art of medicine is idle if men are well.~The virtue
 8  ExII|    see how laziness spoils an idle body,~how water acquires
 9  ExII|  fails me, too, diminished by idle neglect.~Maximus, if you
10  ExII|       care that they were not idle ones.~He used to promise
11   ExI|    leisure time’s not lost in idle sleep,~you take the Muses’
12 ExIII|    you pick a time when she’s idle:~she barely has leisure