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 1    2, 152 |                         But oft the wintry seas and southern
 2    2, 318 |    Four times he struck: as oft the clashing sound~
 3    2, 627 | this the trembling king had oft descried~
 4    2, 880 |                        This oft repeated, he stood fix’d
 5    3, 751 |                             Oft from her bowels massy rocks
 6    3, 753 |                             Oft liquid lakes of burning
 7    3, 851 |                             Oft from the rocks a dreadful
 8    4, 667 |                             Oft, when she visited this lonely
 9    5, 581 |        Nor always errs; for oft the gauntlet draws~
10    5, 1107|                        And, oft betray’d, not know the monster
11    6, 170 |                             Oft, since he breath’d his last,
12    6, 1079|          Augustus, promis’d oft, and long foretold,~
13    7, 275 |                         And oft befall to miserable men,)~
14    7, 323 |                             Oft our alliance other lands
15   10, 238 |                         And oft of winds enquir’d, and of
16   10, 239 |                             Oft of the stars, and of their
17   12, 46  |                             Oft have our augurs, in prediction
18   12, 47  |                         And oft our priests, a foreign son
19   12, 1081|                         And oft his trembling knees their