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1     I| dreams. The night is nice and warm, you can sleep on the house-top,
2    IV|        And now Halil held the warm, smooth little hand in his
3    IV|     his kiss returned and the warm pulsation of her heart,
4    IV|       perfumes, bathed her in warm baths fragrant with ambergris
5    IX|      sighing and touching her warm bosom with his cold fingers.~ ~
6    XI|    away now and then, but the warm throb-throb of the strong
7    XI|   they long after the [Pg 220]warm climates where the olive,
8  XIII|    for his head, lays her own warm soft arm beneath his head,