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 1       I|      her exalted mission as a mother, anxieties and fears will,
 2       I|     humblest of homage to the mother of his[8] children deserves
 3       X|       the weakness of my poor mother. Hers was an unhappy lot,
 4       X|    how can you dishonour your mother in her grave, and deny your
 5       X| string around your neck?' 'My mother, on her death-bed.' 'Come
 6     XIV|       in the militia, - every mother's son of them, - and they
 7      XV|     same question. Ever since Mother Eve's misadventure with
 8     XXI|     sweetheart's likeness; my mother's is beyond me."~ ~Nevertheless
 9    XXIV|       insisted on sharing the mother's cares, and soon she assumed
10    XXVI|     to that foeman's wife and mother, and perhaps destitution