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 1   I,      XXII|      who sings scares away his woes."~ ~"Here it is the reverse,"
 2   I,     XXVII|     will turn into pity for my woes. If it be, sirs, that you
 3   I,    XXVIII| shorten the long recital of my woes, I will pass over in silence
 4   I,     XXXIV|    weary tale of my unnumbered woes~ To Chloris and to Heaven
 5   I,        LI|      some shepherd telling his woes to the breezes; wherever
 6  II,       XII|     cold;~ Would you I tell my woes in some new way?~ Then shall
 7  II,      XIII|      had something to eat, for woes are lighter if there's bread;
 8  II,   XXXVIII|   preambles, only to tell your woes plainly and straightforwardly:
 9  II,   XXXVIII|     far as he can; unpack your woes and lay them before us,
10  II,     LXIII|    upon which of late a sea of woes has poured down. In the