Book, Chapter

1    3,  87| seems that even the gods are wracked by love," I cried aloud,
2    4, 117|   smothered in a sigh nearly wracked my soul.~The vulture tearing;
3    4, 122|  immortals, the free spirit, wracked by the search for epigrams
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