Parte,  Chap.

1   I,   Commend|     thou dost rival me:~ Love binds us in a fellowship of woe.~ ~ ~
2   I,    XXXIII|      done what our friendship binds thee to do, not only in
3  II,       VII| beards be still,' for 'he who binds does not wrangle,' since
4  II,     XLIII|     soon cooked,' and 'he who binds does not wrangle,' and '
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