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 1     I,       I|   Pelion.~ ~As if they had not broken through long, long ago!
 2     I,      II|  stumbled over the twisted and broken rails, that stood upright
 3     I,      IX|      it and to the old, dingy, broken furniture that's in it.
 4     I,      IX|      with an old rotten table, broken chairs, mutilated chest
 5     I,      IX|  tableware, bent, crooked, and broken, hardly worth the mentioning.
 6     I,     XII|   decent elector gets his head broken in the spree, you will plaster
 7     I,     XII|        and I was sent home - a broken, disgraced, snuffed-out
 8     I,     XII|       that I was nothing but a broken tool - I, who might have
 9    II,     VII|     hunt is over; the game has broken fence."~ ~By this time one
10    II,     XVI|        to plaster sores or set broken bones, but to have an opportunity
11    II,     XVI| disturbed. Why, revolution has broken out in Paris. Don't you