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1    XXVII|         his voice when, with hand uplifted, he swore to tell the truth,
2   XXVIII|           clasped hands, and eyes uplifted to heaven, as if seeking
3    XLVII| Marie-Anne’s bedside.~ ~With hand uplifted to heaven over the lifeless
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