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 1 5 |     those of Pompey, to damage forever the beauty of which he was
 2 6 |      Monsieur the Cardinal are forever seeking quarrels with them,
 3 7 |        frightful treachery had forever poisoned the life of this
 4 11|      for today may not be lost forever. Who knows, when I shall
 5 24|   cried d'Artagnan, "again he, forever he! He is my demon, apparently.
 6 25|      followed that his hat was forever in his hand, which procured
 7 26|      renounce the world, then, forever; that is a settled thing--
 8 26|      resolution registered!" ~"Forever! You are my friend today;
 9 37|      would also be lost to her forever. This last thought of love
10 56|       wished to defile my body forever. Finally--" ~Milady stopped,
11 66| defiled love, and my salvation forever compromised by the despair
12 67|     like a secret joy at being forever relieved of this dangerous