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 1      I,       I|    thin morocco slippers were buried in the snow, he lifted her
 2      I,       I|      secure his ashes, he was buried in quick-lime in the Chapel
 3      I,       I|   everything."~ ~"You will be buried; and, what is worse, you
 4      I,       I|      tell how long you may be buried alive?"~ ~"Have no fear
 5      I,     III| reclining on an ottoman, half buried in luxurious cushions. Her
 6      I,     III|     overwhelmed by merriment, buried her face in her mother's
 7      I,     III|      streets of Paris. He was buried in thought. He glanced only
 8      V,     III|      the touching epistle, he buried his face in his hands, and
 9      V,     III|       curse-laden destiny has buried here with me. I know that
10   VIII,       I|       a severe one, let me be buried down yonder on the shore
11   VIII,      II|       imprisoned, persecuted, buried alive all these years! And
12     IX,       I|       and I want him properly buried."~ ~"I will give Master
13      X,       I|   begin: Poor Satan Laczi was buried yesterday - may God have
14      X,     III|       here, and leave 'Marie' buried in her tomb. I don't mean
15      X,     III|         Marie had asked to be buried on the grassy slope by the