Book, Chapter

1    1,  12|      made reply, "while I was wandering all over the town and could
2    2,  59| perish for thee:~And even the wandering stork, welcome guest that
3    3,  83|   embracing tight;~With every wandering kiss our souls would meet!~
4    3, 102|     he hung there, I would be wandering from one pot-house to another,
5    4, 126|       thundering downward~And wandering rivers, to rivulets shrunk,
6    5, 132|   night~Dreams sport with the wandering eyes,~And earth, spaded
7    5, 153|       mind, given o'er to the wandering winds, as it was with that
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