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1    XXIII|     legs. He tottered like an oak beneath the blow of the
2     XXXI| peasants.~ ~Hidden by a great oak scarcely fifteen paces from
3     XLIV|       to the roots of a giant oak, that tree is doomed.”~ ~
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