Book, Chapter

1    1,   9|       fortunate soul drink its fill: Then, when later, the lore~
2    2,  38|    than poor little man. Let's fill 'em up! There's life in
3    3,  98|     have found a lover! I will fill my verses with your praise!
4    4, 115| overcome; nor did she take her fill of nourishment with less
5    5, 145|       it did, of permission to fill a public office before the
6    5, 153|       handed it to him, not to fill it for anyone but her --
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