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1   III|    and swash-buckler in the realm, who, in his cups, invariably
2     V|  thought of how to make the realm and the nation happier!
3     V|     whom the destiny of the realm is entrusted could scarcely
4   VII|   living at present in this realm, and I do not wish the name
5  VIII|    I should return from the realm of death, though everybody
6     X|     eminent families in the realm. I verily believe there'
7  XIII| grass, and sedges, - a true realm of foxes. Thus from the
8    XV|  brought you back into this realm, my hero, my troubadour?"