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1    1,  26| TWENTY-SECOND.~Worn out by all his troubles, Ascyltos commenced to nod,
2    1,  30|           out!" Forgetting all our troubles at that, we dressed hurriedly
3    3,  85|        catch me in the midst of my troubles, so I collected my baggage
4    3,  87|       instant, as I was telling my troubles to the winds, a white-haired
5    3,  88|          of pouring one's personal troubles into another's ears, I explained
6    3, 102|      should perish!" (Moved by our troubles, but particularly stirred
7    4, 106|       getting an innocent man into troubles with which he has no concern?
8    5, 145|         xxii, "worn out by all his troubles, Ascyltos commenced to nod,