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 1 5 |   honest price. She is the dead body that I like the best. You
 2 5 |      see, if you want to move a body from one grave to another
 3 6 |       agitation ran through his body. I spoke to him; he did
 4 7 |     think of nothing else. ~The body was too much weakened by
 5 7 |         that the desires of the body make thus such concession
 6 10|    waist, and I felt her supple body weigh lightly on my clasped
 7 11|      uses up one's heart, one's body, one's beauty, little by
 8 12|       difficulty. With them the body has worn out the soul, the
 9 15|   impressions rather than of my body. Such a man I found in the
10 21|     tires rather than rests the body. From time to time she uttered
11 23|      had not been dreaming. ~My body, succumbing to the moral
12 23|         to reassert itself in a body so long inert. ~It was not
13 24|     only the corpse of heart or body. ~The dawn found us both
14 26|         I was utterly worn out, body and soul. ~I will not remind
15 26|      dying already? ~I became a body without a soul, a thing
16 26| terrible days. I never knew the body could suffer so. Oh, my
17 26|          If I were to offer the body that people paid so dear
18 26|   double weight on his worn-out body. He did not reproach me.
19 26|         her, and she suffers in body, mind, and heart. Big tears