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 1     I|    thousand piastres for three red onions?"~ ~Meanwhile, attracted
 2     I| snatching up the fragment of a red tile he wrote his name above
 3    II|       those lips were not only red but sweet; and that breast
 4    II|      resumed their former deep red hue, her eyes their enchanting
 5   III|     Sultan jocosely tapped the red swelling cheeks of his faithful
 6    IV|       longer, but of a burning red like the transfigured rose
 7    IV|       bade them paint her face red because it was so pale,
 8    IV|       they sent and sought for red ants in the garden among
 9   VII|      green stripes passed into red, and the rose ones into
10   VII|     the green hues, inside the red rather predominated.~ ~But
11  VIII|        when the dawn was still red, Sulali Effendi and Ispirizade