Parte,  Chap.

1   I,       XIV| ill-boding croak, the hollow moan~ Of wild winds wrestling
2   I,      XXIX|      with both his hands and moan that his teeth were knocked
3   I,     XXXIV|   the night again goes up my moan.~ Yet ever in my agony it
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