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1   1| when she would, restore the dead to life. Her nose was straight
2   3|  fears, always dying, never dead—that’s the lover. Why must
3  13|   Euryalus made for home at dead of night.~ ~ Next day, whether
4  16|   return? My heart, are you dead, or asleep? Where shall
5  16|   up your head. You are not dead yet. I can see you are still
6  17|     little longer among the dead. Why in such a hurry to
7  19|   sighs, they were like the dead. And who could tell, who
8  20|   true lover knew her to be dead. Shattered by this great