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 1   T-I|    spirit will melt away in the empty air,~leaving my ashes on
 2   T-I|          Ants never head for an empty granary:~no friends gather
 3 T-III|         your wretched husband’s empty name?~Don’t lacerate your
 4 T-III|     spirit flies on high in the empty air,~and old Pythagoras
 5 T-III|      what I was. Why trample an empty shadow?~Why attack my tomb,
 6   T-V| justified a complaint over your empty bed.~Truly virtue schooled
 7 ExIII|       making raucous cries.~The empty plains bristle with acrid
 8 ExIII|      fall,~nervousness and fear empty the place.~What fearful
 9 ExIII|         these words, bearing no empty greeting,~from the town
10 ExIII|      that kind spirit with your empty fears.~Why be terrified
11  IBIS|         I shall be dissolved in empty air,~my bloodless ghost
12  IBIS|         Spartan boy attacks the empty air with a hurled ~discus,