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 1 1|    carve 'Passer-by, accord a tear, in memory of one that's
 2 1|       a nation in revolt, and tear herself, her passion, and
 3 1|  morning the wild horses that tear you in pieces at night,
 4 2|     between bodily harm and a tear in that garment. You must
 5 2|    had never yet detected any tear in her eyes; an affecting
 6 2|  awaken pity in her or draw a tear from her who never wept? ~"
 7 2|    that I should be unable to tear the love of her out of my
 8 3|      in your hands for you to tear me in pieces? You have just
 9 3|       Valentin, letting a hot tear fall on Pauline's hands. "
10 3| exclaimed Raphael. ~"Why that tear? Let me drink it." ~"O Pauline,
11 3|       had heard, and tried to tear away the dead body from