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1     I,       V|       me in her own enchanting bower.~ ~The room which I now
2     I,       V|      entrance was some kind of bower, with honeysuckle, woodbine,
3     I,       V|        vines intertwined. This bower was prolonged in the rear
4     I,       V| translucent film separated the bower from the garden. But this
5     I,       V| boudoir, at the opening of the bower, stood a couch, and opposite
6     I,    VIII| flower-garden was a real fairy bower, and the old man, with the
7     I,    VIII|       but sit down here in the bower: my room is not quite so
8     I,     XII|      the wasps, put the little bower to rights, and, hardly knowing