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1     I|     the shores of light~ Her tender progenies? But if from naught~
2     I|   weakling joints~ Along the tender herbs, fresh hearts afrisk~
3    II|     her yearning still.~ Nor tender willows, nor dew-quickened
4    II|   known and hers.~ Moreover, tender kids with bleating throats~
5   III|       With frames infirm and tender, so there follows~ A weakling
6    IV| fingers rub~ Aught from each tender limb, the while they stray~
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