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 1 I     | refused to pass his struggling lips, such words as resist and
 2 VII   |      failed. Scarcely could my lips utter the words:~“Are we
 3 VII   |       my cheek with her gentle lips.~“Gräuben!” I murmured.~“
 4 IX    |      detect a smile upon their lips; sometimes by a spasmodic
 5 XXI   |        escaped from my swollen lips.~After some time my uncle
 6 XXI   |   amazement he placed it on my lips.~“Drink!” said he.~Had I
 7 XXI   |       it every drop between my lips.~Oh! infinite pleasure!
 8 XXI   |     and the inflammation of my lips abated somewhat; and I was
 9 XXI   |    made no movement. My parted lips sufficiently revealed my
10 XXII  |      muttered words passed his lips:~“It’s all over!”~The last
11 XXII  |    upon my parched and swollen lips. The darkness became deeper,
12 XXIII |    fluid refreshing my parched lips.~The pick had soon penetrated
13 XXVII |       my uncle!” burst from my lips in the tone of despair.~
14 XXVII |     sounds alone passed my dry lips. I panted for breath.~In
15 XXVIII| unknown to myself. I closed my lips firmly, and laid my ear
16 XXVIII|        begin with. I placed my lips close to the wall, saying:~“
17 XXX   |    Anxious queries arose to my lips. Where did that sea terminate?
18 XXXIII|      the Professor to bite his lips with impatience. At six
19 XXXV  |     word. Our mouths open, our lips move, but not a word can
20 XLIV  |      cool, sweet fruits to our lips, and eating grapes by mouthfuls