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Add cross reference from Oxen of the Sun to Wandering Rocks. #39

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2 changes: 1 addition & 1 deletion u10_wandering_rocks.xml
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<p><lb n="100199"/>A flushed young man came from a gap of a hedge and after him came
<lb n="100200"/>a young woman with wild nodding daisies in her hand. The young man
<lb n="100201"/>raised his cap abruptly: the young woman abruptly bent and with slow care
<lb n="100202"/>detached from her light skirt a clinging twig.</p>
<lb n="100202" xml:id="lb_100202"/>detached from her light skirt a clinging twig.</p>
<p><lb n="100203"/>Father Conmee blessed both gravely and turned a thin page of his
<lb n="100204"/>breviary. <foreign xml:lang="he">Sin</foreign>:
<lb n="100205"/><said who="jc">―<foreign xml:lang="la">Principes persecuti sunt me gratis: et a verbis tuis formidavit cor meum.</foreign></said></p>
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4 changes: 2 additions & 2 deletions u14_oxen.xml
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<lb n="141155"/>He was walking by the hedge, reading, I think a brevier book with, I doubt
<lb n="141156"/>not, a witty letter in it from Glycera or Chloe to keep the page. The sweet
<lb n="141157"/>creature turned all colours in her confusion, feigning to reprove a slight
<lb n="141158"/>disorder in her dress: a slip of underwood clung there for the very trees
<lb n="141159"/>adore her. When Conmee had passed she glanced at her lovely echo in that
<lb n="141158"/>disorder in her dress: <ref target="u10_wandering_rocks.xml#lb_100202">a slip of underwood clung there for the very trees
<lb n="141159"/>adore her.</ref> When Conmee had passed she glanced at her lovely echo in that
<lb n="141160"/>little mirror she carries. But he had been kind. In going by he had blessed
<lb n="141161"/>us. The gods too are ever kind, Lenehan said. If I had poor luck with Bass's
<lb n="141162"/>mare perhaps this draught of his may serve me more propensely. He was
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