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 1     I,       I|      and is greeted by a clear heaven and a multitude of brightly-glistening
 2     I,      II|       yet alive? What power in heaven or earth could save them,
 3     I,      II|        tear-stained face, "for Heaven's sake, help me! I cannot
 4     I,      II|    that small span of star-lit heaven above; all those frightened,
 5     I,     III| prayer-bands, were uplifted to heaven. Louder and louder he chanted
 6     I,      IX|    troubles of this world into heaven."~ ~The old man became quite
 7     I,      IX|      of happiness. "I speak of heaven," he continued, "and this
 8    II,     VII|       creation than the starry heaven. When, at a word, the muscles
 9    II,    VIII|        the face, and not up to heaven like a saint, or down to
10    II,     XII|   cannon-ball to send me up to heaven and glory! So, taking the
11    II,     XIV|        poets will have it that heaven washes away with tears the
12    II,    XVII|      can I hope for mercy from Heaven if I mercilessly lock my