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1       IX|     leaves are scattered by the fierce November gale.~ ~With sorrow
2      XXI| prattling,” he exclaimed with a fierce oath.~ ~Lacheneur started
3     XLIV|        ferocious despair, and a fierce unextinguishable hatred
4     XLIX|        discern any trace of the fierce whirlwind of passion which
5     XLIX|      younger Chupin uttered the fierce roar of a wild beast.~ ~“
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