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 1   T-I|  clasping my semblance in the yellow gold,~seeing all you can
 2  T-IV|      The new wrestler, on the yellow sand, is stronger~than the
 3   T-V| forest’s branches, as Tiber’s yellow sand,~as the tender grasses
 4   T-V|       quiver, and arrows pale yellow with viper’s gall:~Harsh
 5 ExIII|  ribbons might encircle their yellow hair.~As she initiated the
 6 ExIII|  deserve silver, even more so yellow gold, but you~used to find
 7  ExIV|      I walked alone along the yellow sands,~there seemed the
 8  IBIS|     buries itself deep in the yellow sand,~so I’ll not hurl my
 9  IBIS| flowers in Sicilian Hybla,~or yellow crocuses, I would say, in
10   Ind|      divided leaves and small yellow flowers grouped into long
11   Ind|       TV.I:1-48 Noted for its yellow sands, carried by the waters.~