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 1     I|       wreath of bright perennial leaves,~ Renowned forever among
 2     I|     there herbs, and grains, and leaves,~ All sorts dispersed minutely
 3     I|          has set him down~ Still leaves about him the unbounded
 4     I| tree-tops could not sprout their leaves,~ Unless, little by little,
 5    II|         Into some hollow; for it leaves above~ The primal germs
 6   III|          from out~ Those scriven leaves of thine, renowned soul~ (
 7   III|          The black of death, nor leaves not anything~ To prosper -
 8   III|   Forever deserts the veins, and leaves the bones.~ Thus mayst thou
 9   III|        them equally refined,~ It leaves those pristine vestiges
10   III|         into the winds away, and leaves~ The icy members in the
11   III|          absolutely all away~ It leaves not one remainder of itself~
12    IV|      here~ In these my country's leaves. Thus all pursuits,~ All
13     V|        that thus the light ne'er leaves~ The spots it shines on,
14     V|            Rolling themselves in leaves and fronded boughs.~ Nor
15     V|         their beds of out-spread leaves.~ ~ And yet in those days
16     V|          intertwined flowers and leaves,~ And to dance onward, out
17     V|     grasses strewn~ And with the leaves beladen. Thus, again,~ Fell
18    VI|         forest blow,~ Making the leaves to sough and limbs to crash.~
19    VI|          through many things and leaves them whole,~ Because the