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 1      IX| There were[81] no robbers or wild beasts to molest her in
 2      IX|    martyrs torn to pieces by wild beasts in that arena, not
 3     XII|  soldiers, all Rome would go wild with enthusiasm, and the
 4    XIII|    it seemed as if a cage of wild animals had been let loose
 5     XIV|      is a splendid garden of wild flowers, and there you will
 6      XV|    trees overhead. A pair of wild peacocks started up at the
 7      XV| travellers saw before them a wild moor threaded by a narrow
 8      XV|     rather to go in quest of wild flowers.~ ~"Your Blanka
 9      XV|     to guard the entrance. A wild rosebush grew in the narrow
10      XV|    the hips that grew on the wild rosebush. That other necklace,
11      XV|   into the cave, leaving the wild rosebush to resume its guardianship
12    XVII|     berries, while luxuriant wild grape-vines, with pendant
13      XX| their memory, but we are not wild Indians to exact a bloody
14      XX|     not charge us with being wild Indians. I do not ask that
15     XXI|    same time[251] assuming a wild, demoniac expression. He