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 1       II|           Sairmeuse laughed a loud, bitter laugh.~ ~“You believe that!”
 2      XIV| recriminations, stinging words, and bitter reproaches.~ ~The Marquis
 3      XVI|           other words,” said he, in bitter indignation, “you make your
 4     XVII|           her.~ ~This was an acute, bitter, and intolerable sorrow.
 5     XXII|           seek death and find it.~ ~Bitter discontent pervaded the
 6      XXV|             reached stinging words, bitter allusions, and at last,
 7    XXVII|              And this circumstance, bitter mockery! frightened this
 8     XXIX|             pure!” he had said. Oh, bitter mockery!~ ~But Martial misunderstood
 9     XXIX|            not transform him into a bitter enemy.~ ~“Why do you not
10     XXIX|           to appall me! Yes, I have bitter enemies, envious rivals
11      XXX|            concluded to swallow the bitter pill; and it was with a
12     XXXI|        journey was not made without bitter reproaches, and even more
13     XXXI|           reproaches, and even more bitter recriminations.~ ~Closely
14    XXXIX|      scornfully; then, in a tone of bitter irony, she remarked:~ ~“
15      XLV|              She noticed a slightly bitter taste, but it was not sufficiently
16       LI|          foot!”~ ~She paused.~ ~The bitter rancor which had been accumulating
17      LII|            He was astonished at the bitter grief he felt on hearing