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1     XXIV|   Lacheneur was the guiding spirit; but I knew it—I wished
2     XXXV| verge of the precipice. The spirit was strong, but the flesh
3    XXXIX|  the garden like a restless spirit.~ ~She spent most of the
4     XLVI| have sworn, remember.~ ~“My spirit will allow you no rest if
5      LII| look from them, her haughty spirit was compelled to bow in
6      LIV|   weariness and vexation of spirit! To live for others—what