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 1       II|        recover her strength. She raised herself in bed, and, holding
 2       VI|        and seizing his hands, he raised them to his lips, faltering:~ ~“
 3       VI|          The robust young farmer raised his head.~ ~“Come up,” shouted
 4       IX|       her, and catching her hand raised it to his lips.~ ~But this
 5     XIII| interrupted by a sound of voices raised to the highest pitch.~ ~
 6      XVI|          has almost died.”~ ~She raised her head proudly, sought
 7      XVI|          to reassure you——”~ ~He raised his hand as if to take an
 8    XVIII|           he seized her hand and raised it to his lips, crying,
 9     XXIV|        we not?”~ ~Every hand was raised as if to call upon God to
10    XXVII|      they wished to hear a voice raised in defence of those who
11     XXIX|          the voice that had been raised against my son. Perhaps
12      XXX|        joy filled his breast; he raised the letter that promised
13    XXXVI|        once thought of it.~ ~She raised herself in bed, and in an
14    XXXIX|          and with difficulty, he raised himself.~ ~“Ah! how I suffer!”
15      XLV|          and taking the bowl she raised it to her lips.~ ~From her
16       LI|      less of you. Thanks!”~ ~She raised her head, and a dangerous
17       LV|       possible German accent—had raised this bird, it would either