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 1     I| rock-paved highways worn by many feet;~ And at the gates the brazen
 2     I|          Withdraw from under our feet, and all its bulk,~ Among
 3    II|         a sound~ Goes forth from feet of stalwart soldiery,~ And
 4   III|          er all~ Which under our feet is going on below~ Along
 5   III|       begotten in the head,~ The feet, the hands, instead of cleaving
 6   III|         nails and fingers of the feet turn blue,~ Next die the
 7   III|         turn blue,~ Next die the feet and legs, then o'er the
 8    IV|     along with us~ And set their feet in unison with ours~ And
 9    IV|         his head~ Even where his feet should be. But let me grant~
10    IV|        and knees, aprop upon the feet,~ Thuswise can bended be,
11    IV|  Sicyonian shoes~ Laugh on their feet; and (as ye may be sure)~
12    IV|      there enmeshed with tangled feet,~ Still canst thou scape
13     V|          on~ By a vast throng of feet, exhale abroad~ A powdery
14     V|        the body to centre in the feet.~ But whatso weights come
15     V|          Boggles orphaned of the feet,~ Some widowed of the hands,
16     V|          be able, based upon his feet,~ Deep oceans to bestride;
17     V|     bloody under the proletarian feet,~ Groaned for their glories
18    VI|        Abruptly from under their feet, be hurried down,~ Down
19    VI|       otherwhere.~ In Attica the feet are oft attacked,~ And in
20    VI|           To shiver, and up from feet the cold to mount~ Inch
21    VI|      though lopped~ Of hands and feet, would yet persist in life,~