#include <MsgBoxConstants.au3> ; to declare the Constants of MsgBox
Local $sRegex = "(\W)\W+[0-9]+"
Local $sString = "THE WASTE LAND" & @CRLF & _
"By T. S. Eliot" & @CRLF & _
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" "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis" & @CRLF & _
" vidi in ampulla pendere, et cum illi pueri dicerent:" & @CRLF & _
" Σίβυλλα τί θέλεις; respondebat illa: ἀποθανεῖν θέλω."" & @CRLF & _
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" For Ezra Pound" & @CRLF & _
" il miglior fabbro" & @CRLF & _
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"I. THE BURIAL OF THE DEAD" & @CRLF & _
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" April is the cruellest month, breeding" & @CRLF & _
" Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing" & @CRLF & _
" Memory and desire, stirring" & @CRLF & _
" Dull roots with spring rain." & @CRLF & _
" Winter kept us warm, covering" & @CRLF & _
" Earth in forgetful snow, feeding" & @CRLF & _
" A little life with dried tubers." & @CRLF & _
" Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee" & @CRLF & _
" With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade," & @CRLF & _
" And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, 10" & @CRLF & _
" And drank coffee, and talked for an hour." & @CRLF & _
" Bin gar keine Russin, stamm' aus Litauen, echt deutsch." & @CRLF & _
" And when we were children, staying at the archduke's," & @CRLF & _
" My cousin's, he took me out on a sled," & @CRLF & _
" And I was frightened. He said, Marie," & @CRLF & _
" Marie, hold on tight. And down we went." & @CRLF & _
" In the mountains, there you feel free." & @CRLF & _
" I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter." & @CRLF & _
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" What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow" & @CRLF & _
" Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, 20" & @CRLF & _
" You cannot say, or guess, for you know only" & @CRLF & _
" A heap of broken images, where the sun beats," & @CRLF & _
" And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief," & @CRLF & _
" And the dry stone no sound of water. Only" & @CRLF & _
" There is shadow under this red rock," & @CRLF & _
" (Come in under the shadow of this red rock)," & @CRLF & _
" And I will show you something different from either" & @CRLF & _
" Your shadow at morning striding behind you" & @CRLF & _
" Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;" & @CRLF & _
" I will show you fear in a handful of dust. 30" & @CRLF & _
" Frisch weht der Wind" & @CRLF & _
" Der Heimat zu" & @CRLF & _
" Mein Irisch Kind," & @CRLF & _
" Wo weilest du?" & @CRLF & _
" "You gave me hyacinths first a year ago;" & @CRLF & _
" "They called me the hyacinth girl."" & @CRLF & _
" —Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden," & @CRLF & _
" Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not" & @CRLF & _
" Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither" & @CRLF & _
" Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, 40" & @CRLF & _
" Looking into the heart of light, the silence." & @CRLF & _
" Oed' und leer das Meer." & @CRLF & _
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" Madame Sosostris, famous clairvoyante," & @CRLF & _
" Had a bad cold, nevertheless" & @CRLF & _
" Is known to be the wisest woman in Europe," & @CRLF & _
" With a wicked pack of cards. Here, said she," & @CRLF & _
" Is your card, the drowned Phoenician Sailor," & @CRLF & _
" (Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!)" & @CRLF & _
" Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks," & @CRLF & _
" The lady of situations. 50" & @CRLF & _
" Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel," & @CRLF & _
" And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card," & @CRLF & _
" Which is blank, is something he carries on his back," & @CRLF & _
" Which I am forbidden to see. I do not find" & @CRLF & _
" The Hanged Man. Fear death by water." & @CRLF & _
" I see crowds of people, walking round in a ring." & @CRLF & _
" Thank you. If you see dear Mrs. Equitone," & @CRLF & _
" Tell her I bring the horoscope myself:" & @CRLF & _
" One must be so careful these days." & @CRLF & _
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" Unreal City, 60" & @CRLF & _
" Under the brown fog of a winter dawn," & @CRLF & _
" A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many," & @CRLF & _
" I had not thought death had undone so many." & @CRLF & _
" Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled," & @CRLF & _
" And each man fixed his eyes before his feet." & @CRLF & _
" Flowed up the hill and down King William Street," & @CRLF & _
" To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours" & @CRLF & _
" With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine." & @CRLF & _
" There I saw one I knew, and stopped him, crying "Stetson!" & @CRLF & _
" "You who were with me in the ships at Mylae! 70" & @CRLF & _
" "That corpse you planted last year in your garden," & @CRLF & _
" "Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?" & @CRLF & _
" "Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?" & @CRLF & _
" "Oh keep the Dog far hence, that's friend to men," & @CRLF & _
" "Or with his nails he'll dig it up again!" & @CRLF & _
" "You! hypocrite lecteur!—mon semblable,—mon frère!"" & @CRLF & _
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"II. A GAME OF CHESS" & @CRLF & _
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" The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne," & @CRLF & _
" Glowed on the marble, where the glass" & @CRLF & _
" Held up by standards wrought with fruited vines" & @CRLF & _
" From which a golden Cupidon peeped out 80" & @CRLF & _
" (Another hid his eyes behind his wing)" & @CRLF & _
" Doubled the flames of sevenbranched candelabra" & @CRLF & _
" Reflecting light upon the table as" & @CRLF & _
" The glitter of her jewels rose to meet it," & @CRLF & _
" From satin cases poured in rich profusion." & @CRLF & _
" In vials of ivory and coloured glass" & @CRLF & _
" Unstoppered, lurked her strange synthetic perfumes," & @CRLF & _
" Unguent, powdered, or liquid—troubled, confused" & @CRLF & _
" And drowned the sense in odours; stirred by the air" & @CRLF & _
" That freshened from the window, these ascended 90" & @CRLF & _
" In fattening the prolonged candle-flames," & @CRLF & _
" Flung their smoke into the laquearia," & @CRLF & _
" Stirring the pattern on the coffered ceiling." & @CRLF & _
" Huge sea-wood fed with copper" & @CRLF & _
" Burned green and orange, framed by the coloured stone," & @CRLF & _
" In which sad light a carvèd dolphin swam." & @CRLF & _
" Above the antique mantel was displayed" & @CRLF & _
" As though a window gave upon the sylvan scene" & @CRLF & _
" The change of Philomel, by the barbarous king" & @CRLF & _
" So rudely forced; yet there the nightingale 100" & @CRLF & _
" Filled all the desert with inviolable voice" & @CRLF & _
" And still she cried, and still the world pursues," & @CRLF & _
" "Jug Jug" to dirty ears." & @CRLF & _
" And other withered stumps of time" & @CRLF & _
" Were told upon the walls; staring forms" & @CRLF & _
" Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed." & @CRLF & _
" Footsteps shuffled on the stair." & @CRLF & _
" Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair" & @CRLF & _
" Spread out in fiery points" & @CRLF & _
" Glowed into words, then would be savagely still. 110" & @CRLF & _
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" "My nerves are bad to-night. Yes, bad. Stay with me." & @CRLF & _
" "Speak to me. Why do you never speak. Speak." & @CRLF & _
" "What are you thinking of? What thinking? What?" & @CRLF & _
" "I never know what you are thinking. Think."" & @CRLF & _
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" I think we are in rats' alley" & @CRLF & _
" Where the dead men lost their bones." & @CRLF & _
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" "What is that noise?"" & @CRLF & _
" The wind under the door." & @CRLF & _
" "What is that noise now? What is the wind doing?"" & @CRLF & _
" Nothing again nothing. 120" & @CRLF & _
" "Do" & @CRLF & _
" "You know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember" & @CRLF & _
" "Nothing?"" & @CRLF & _
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" I remember" & @CRLF & _
" Those are pearls that were his eyes." & @CRLF & _
" "Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?"" & @CRLF & _
" But" & @CRLF & _
" O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag—" & @CRLF & _
" It's so elegant" & @CRLF & _
" So intelligent 130" & @CRLF & _
" "What shall I do now? What shall I do?"" & @CRLF & _
" I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street" & @CRLF & _
" "With my hair down, so. What shall we do tomorrow?" & @CRLF & _
" "What shall we ever do?"" & @CRLF & _
" The hot water at ten." & @CRLF & _
" And if it rains, a closed car at four." & @CRLF & _
" And we shall play a game of chess," & @CRLF & _
" Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door." & @CRLF & _
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" When Lil's husband got demobbed, I said—" & @CRLF & _
" I didn't mince my words, I said to her myself, 140" & @CRLF & _
" HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME" & @CRLF & _
" Now Albert's coming back, make yourself a bit smart." & @CRLF & _
" He'll want to know what you done with that money he gave you" & @CRLF & _
" To get yourself some teeth. He did, I was there." & @CRLF & _
" You have them all out, Lil, and get a nice set," & @CRLF & _
" He said, I swear, I can't bear to look at you." & @CRLF & _
" And no more can't I, I said, and think of poor Albert," & @CRLF & _
" He's been in the army four years, he wants a good time," & @CRLF & _
" And if you don't give it him, there's others will, I said." & @CRLF & _
" Oh is there, she said. Something o' that, I said. 150" & @CRLF & _
" Then I'll know who to thank, she said, and give me a straight look." & @CRLF & _
" HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME" & @CRLF & _
" If you don't like it you can get on with it, I said." & @CRLF & _
" Others can pick and choose if you can't." & @CRLF & _
" But if Albert makes off, it won't be for lack of telling." & @CRLF & _
" You ought to be ashamed, I said, to look so antique." & @CRLF & _
" (And her only thirty-one.)" & @CRLF & _
" I can't help it, she said, pulling a long face," & @CRLF & _
" It's them pills I took, to bring it off, she said." & @CRLF & _
" (She's had five already, and nearly died of young George.) 160" & @CRLF & _
" The chemist said it would be all right, but I've never been the same." & @CRLF & _
" You are a proper fool, I said." & @CRLF & _
" Well, if Albert won't leave you alone, there it is, I said," & @CRLF & _
" What you get married for if you don't want children?" & @CRLF & _
" HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME" & @CRLF & _
" Well, that Sunday Albert was home, they had a hot gammon," & @CRLF & _
" And they asked me in to dinner, to get the beauty of it hot—" & @CRLF & _
" HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME" & @CRLF & _
" HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME" & @CRLF & _
" Goonight Bill. Goonight Lou. Goonight May. Goonight. 170" & @CRLF & _
" Ta ta. Goonight. Goonight." & @CRLF & _
" Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night." & @CRLF & _
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"III. THE FIRE SERMON" & @CRLF & _
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" The river's tent is broken: the last fingers of leaf" & @CRLF & _
" Clutch and sink into the wet bank. The wind" & @CRLF & _
" Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed." & @CRLF & _
" Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song." & @CRLF & _
" The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers," & @CRLF & _
" Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes, cigarette ends" & @CRLF & _
" Or other testimony of summer nights. The nymphs are departed." & @CRLF & _
" And their friends, the loitering heirs of city directors; 180" & @CRLF & _
" Departed, have left no addresses." & @CRLF & _
" By the waters of Leman I sat down and wept . . ." & @CRLF & _
" Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song," & @CRLF & _
" Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long." & @CRLF & _
" But at my back in a cold blast I hear" & @CRLF & _
" The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear." & @CRLF & _
" A rat crept softly through the vegetation" & @CRLF & _
" Dragging its slimy belly on the bank" & @CRLF & _
" While I was fishing in the dull canal" & @CRLF & _
" On a winter evening round behind the gashouse 190" & @CRLF & _
" Musing upon the king my brother's wreck" & @CRLF & _
" And on the king my father's death before him." & @CRLF & _
" White bodies naked on the low damp ground" & @CRLF & _
" And bones cast in a little low dry garret," & @CRLF & _
" Rattled by the rat's foot only, year to year." & @CRLF & _
" But at my back from time to time I hear" & @CRLF & _
" The sound of horns and motors, which shall bring" & @CRLF & _
" Sweeney to Mrs. Porter in the spring." & @CRLF & _
" O the moon shone bright on Mrs. Porter" & @CRLF & _
" And on her daughter 200" & @CRLF & _
" They wash their feet in soda water" & @CRLF & _
" Et O ces voix d'enfants, chantant dans la coupole!" & @CRLF & _
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" Twit twit twit" & @CRLF & _
" Jug jug jug jug jug jug" & @CRLF & _
" So rudely forc'd." & @CRLF & _
" Tereu" & @CRLF & _
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" Unreal City" & @CRLF & _
" Under the brown fog of a winter noon" & @CRLF & _
" Mr. Eugenides, the Smyrna merchant" & @CRLF & _
" Unshaven, with a pocket full of currants 210" & @CRLF & _
" C.i.f. London: documents at sight," & @CRLF & _
" Asked me in demotic French" & @CRLF & _
" To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel" & @CRLF & _
" Followed by a weekend at the Metropole." & @CRLF & _
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" At the violet hour, when the eyes and back" & @CRLF & _
" Turn upward from the desk, when the human engine waits" & @CRLF & _
" Like a taxi throbbing waiting," & @CRLF & _
" I Tiresias, though blind, throbbing between two lives," & @CRLF & _
" Old man with wrinkled female breasts, can see" & @CRLF & _
" At the violet hour, the evening hour that strives 220" & @CRLF & _
" Homeward, and brings the sailor home from sea," & @CRLF & _
" The typist home at teatime, clears her breakfast, lights" & @CRLF & _
" Her stove, and lays out food in tins." & @CRLF & _
" Out of the window perilously spread" & @CRLF & _
" Her drying combinations touched by the sun's last rays," & @CRLF & _
" On the divan are piled (at night her bed)" & @CRLF & _
" Stockings, slippers, camisoles, and stays." & @CRLF & _
" I Tiresias, old man with wrinkled dugs" & @CRLF & _
" Perceived the scene, and foretold the rest—" & @CRLF & _
" I too awaited the expected guest. 230" & @CRLF & _
" He, the young man carbuncular, arrives," & @CRLF & _
" A small house agent's clerk, with one bold stare," & @CRLF & _
" One of the low on whom assurance sits" & @CRLF & _
" As a silk hat on a Bradford millionaire." & @CRLF & _
" The time is now propitious, as he guesses," & @CRLF & _
" The meal is ended, she is bored and tired," & @CRLF & _
" Endeavours to engage her in caresses" & @CRLF & _
" Which still are unreproved, if undesired." & @CRLF & _
" Flushed and decided, he assaults at once;" & @CRLF & _
" Exploring hands encounter no defence; 240" & @CRLF & _
" His vanity requires no response," & @CRLF & _
" And makes a welcome of indifference." & @CRLF & _
" (And I Tiresias have foresuffered all" & @CRLF & _
" Enacted on this same divan or bed;" & @CRLF & _
" I who have sat by Thebes below the wall" & @CRLF & _
" And walked among the lowest of the dead.)" & @CRLF & _
" Bestows one final patronising kiss," & @CRLF & _
" And gropes his way, finding the stairs unlit . . ." & @CRLF & _
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" She turns and looks a moment in the glass," & @CRLF & _
" Hardly aware of her departed lover; 250" & @CRLF & _
" Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:" & @CRLF & _
" "Well now that's done: and I'm glad it's over."" & @CRLF & _
" When lovely woman stoops to folly and" & @CRLF & _
" Paces about her room again, alone," & @CRLF & _
" She smooths her hair with automatic hand," & @CRLF & _
" And puts a record on the gramophone." & @CRLF & _
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" "This music crept by me upon the waters"" & @CRLF & _
" And along the Strand, up Queen Victoria Street." & @CRLF & _
" O City city, I can sometimes hear" & @CRLF & _
" Beside a public bar in Lower Thames Street, 260" & @CRLF & _
" The pleasant whining of a mandoline" & @CRLF & _
" And a clatter and a chatter from within" & @CRLF & _
" Where fishmen lounge at noon: where the walls" & @CRLF & _
" Of Magnus Martyr hold" & @CRLF & _
" Inexplicable splendour of Ionian white and gold." & @CRLF & _
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" The river sweats" & @CRLF & _
" Oil and tar" & @CRLF & _
" The barges drift" & @CRLF & _
" With the turning tide" & @CRLF & _
" Red sails 270" & @CRLF & _
" Wide" & @CRLF & _
" To leeward, swing on the heavy spar." & @CRLF & _
" The barges wash" & @CRLF & _
" Drifting logs" & @CRLF & _
" Down Greenwich reach" & @CRLF & _
" Past the Isle of Dogs." & @CRLF & _
" Weialala leia" & @CRLF & _
" Wallala leialala" & @CRLF & _
" Elizabeth and Leicester" & @CRLF & _
" Beating oars 280" & @CRLF & _
" The stern was formed" & @CRLF & _
" A gilded shell" & @CRLF & _
" Red and gold" & @CRLF & _
" The brisk swell" & @CRLF & _
" Rippled both shores" & @CRLF & _
" Southwest wind" & @CRLF & _
" Carried down stream" & @CRLF & _
" The peal of bells" & @CRLF & _
" White towers" & @CRLF & _
" Weialala leia 290" & @CRLF & _
" Wallala leialala" & @CRLF & _
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" "Trams and dusty trees." & @CRLF & _
" Highbury bore me. Richmond and Kew" & @CRLF & _
" Undid me. By Richmond I raised my knees" & @CRLF & _
" Supine on the floor of a narrow canoe."" & @CRLF & _
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" "My feet are at Moorgate, and my heart" & @CRLF & _
" Under my feet. After the event" & @CRLF & _
" He wept. He promised 'a new start'." & @CRLF & _
" I made no comment. What should I resent?"" & @CRLF & _
" "On Margate Sands. 300" & @CRLF & _
" I can connect" & @CRLF & _
" Nothing with nothing." & @CRLF & _
" The broken fingernails of dirty hands." & @CRLF & _
" My people humble people who expect" & @CRLF & _
" Nothing."" & @CRLF & _
" la la" & @CRLF & _
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" To Carthage then I came" & @CRLF & _
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" Burning burning burning burning" & @CRLF & _
" O Lord Thou pluckest me out" & @CRLF & _
" O Lord Thou pluckest me out 310" & @CRLF & _
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"IV. DEATH BY WATER" & @CRLF & _
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" Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead," & @CRLF & _
" Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell" & @CRLF & _
" And the profit and loss." & @CRLF & _
" A current under sea" & @CRLF & _
" Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell" & @CRLF & _
" He passed the stages of his age and youth" & @CRLF & _
" Entering the whirlpool." & @CRLF & _
" Gentile or Jew" & @CRLF & _
" O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, 320" & @CRLF & _
" Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you." & @CRLF & _
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"V. WHAT THE THUNDER SAID" & @CRLF & _
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" After the torchlight red on sweaty faces" & @CRLF & _
" After the frosty silence in the gardens" & @CRLF & _
" After the agony in stony places" & @CRLF & _
" The shouting and the crying" & @CRLF & _
" Prison and palace and reverberation" & @CRLF & _
" Of thunder of spring over distant mountains" & @CRLF & _
" He who was living is now dead" & @CRLF & _
" We who were living are now dying" & @CRLF & _
" With a little patience 330" & @CRLF & _
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" Here is no water but only rock" & @CRLF & _
" Rock and no water and the sandy road" & @CRLF & _
" The road winding above among the mountains" & @CRLF & _
" Which are mountains of rock without water" & @CRLF & _
" If there were water we should stop and drink" & @CRLF & _
" Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think" & @CRLF & _
" Sweat is dry and feet are in the sand" & @CRLF & _
" If there were only water amongst the rock" & @CRLF & _
" Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit" & @CRLF & _
" Here one can neither stand nor lie nor sit 340" & @CRLF & _
" There is not even silence in the mountains" & @CRLF & _
" But dry sterile thunder without rain" & @CRLF & _
" There is not even solitude in the mountains" & @CRLF & _
" But red sullen faces sneer and snarl" & @CRLF & _
" From doors of mudcracked houses" & @CRLF & _
" If there were water" & @CRLF & _
" And no rock" & @CRLF & _
" If there were rock" & @CRLF & _
" And also water" & @CRLF & _
" And water 350" & @CRLF & _
" A spring" & @CRLF & _
" A pool among the rock" & @CRLF & _
" If there were the sound of water only" & @CRLF & _
" Not the cicada" & @CRLF & _
" And dry grass singing" & @CRLF & _
" But sound of water over a rock" & @CRLF & _
" Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees" & @CRLF & _
" Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop" & @CRLF & _
" But there is no water" & @CRLF & _
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" Who is the third who walks always beside you? 360" & @CRLF & _
" When I count, there are only you and I together" & @CRLF & _
" But when I look ahead up the white road" & @CRLF & _
" There is always another one walking beside you" & @CRLF & _
" Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded" & @CRLF & _
" I do not know whether a man or a woman" & @CRLF & _
" —But who is that on the other side of you?" & @CRLF & _
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" What is that sound high in the air" & @CRLF & _
" Murmur of maternal lamentation" & @CRLF & _
" Who are those hooded hordes swarming" & @CRLF & _
" Over endless plains, stumbling in cracked earth 370" & @CRLF & _
" Ringed by the flat horizon only" & @CRLF & _
" What is the city over the mountains" & @CRLF & _
" Cracks and reforms and bursts in the violet air" & @CRLF & _
" Falling towers" & @CRLF & _
" Jerusalem Athens Alexandria" & @CRLF & _
" Vienna London" & @CRLF & _
" Unreal" & @CRLF & _
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" A woman drew her long black hair out tight" & @CRLF & _
" And fiddled whisper music on those strings" & @CRLF & _
" And bats with baby faces in the violet light 380" & @CRLF & _
" Whistled, and beat their wings" & @CRLF & _
" And crawled head downward down a blackened wall" & @CRLF & _
" And upside down in air were towers" & @CRLF & _
" Tolling reminiscent bells, that kept the hours" & @CRLF & _
" And voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells." & @CRLF & _
"" & @CRLF & _
" In this decayed hole among the mountains" & @CRLF & _
" In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing" & @CRLF & _
" Over the tumbled graves, about the chapel" & @CRLF & _
" There is the empty chapel, only the wind's home." & @CRLF & _
" It has no windows, and the door swings, 390" & @CRLF & _
" Dry bones can harm no one." & @CRLF & _
" Only a cock stood on the rooftree" & @CRLF & _
" Co co rico co co rico" & @CRLF & _
" In a flash of lightning. Then a damp gust" & @CRLF & _
" Bringing rain" & @CRLF & _
"" & @CRLF & _
" Ganga was sunken, and the limp leaves" & @CRLF & _
" Waited for rain, while the black clouds" & @CRLF & _
" Gathered far distant, over Himavant." & @CRLF & _
" The jungle crouched, humped in silence." & @CRLF & _
" Then spoke the thunder 400" & @CRLF & _
" DA" & @CRLF & _
" Datta: what have we given?" & @CRLF & _
" My friend, blood shaking my heart" & @CRLF & _
" The awful daring of a moment's surrender" & @CRLF & _
" Which an age of prudence can never retract" & @CRLF & _
" By this, and this only, we have existed" & @CRLF & _
" Which is not to be found in our obituaries" & @CRLF & _
" Or in memories draped by the beneficent spider" & @CRLF & _
" Or under seals broken by the lean solicitor" & @CRLF & _
" In our empty rooms 410" & @CRLF & _
" DA" & @CRLF & _
" Dayadhvam: I have heard the key" & @CRLF & _
" Turn in the door once and turn once only" & @CRLF & _
" We think of the key, each in his prison" & @CRLF & _
" Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison" & @CRLF & _
" Only at nightfall, aetherial rumours" & @CRLF & _
" Revive for a moment a broken Coriolanus" & @CRLF & _
" DA" & @CRLF & _
" Damyata: The boat responded" & @CRLF & _
" Gaily, to the hand expert with sail and oar 420" & @CRLF & _
" The sea was calm, your heart would have responded" & @CRLF & _
" Gaily, when invited, beating obedient" & @CRLF & _
" To controlling hands" & @CRLF & _
"" & @CRLF & _
" I sat upon the shore" & @CRLF & _
" Fishing, with the arid plain behind me" & @CRLF & _
" Shall I at least set my lands in order?" & @CRLF & _
" London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down" & @CRLF & _
" Poi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina" & @CRLF & _
" Quando fiam ceu chelidon— O swallow swallow" & @CRLF & _
" Le Prince d'Aquitaine à la tour abolie 430" & @CRLF & _
" These fragments I have shored against my ruins" & @CRLF & _
" Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe." & @CRLF & _
" Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata." & @CRLF & _
" Shantih shantih shantih"
Local $sSubst = "\1"
Local $sResult = StringRegExpReplace($sString, $sRegex, $sSubst)
MsgBox($MB_SYSTEMMODAL, "Result", $sResult)
Please keep in mind that these code samples are automatically generated and are not guaranteed to work. If you find any syntax errors, feel free to submit a bug report. For a full regex reference for AutoIt, please visit: https://www.autoitscript.com/autoit3/docs/functions/StringRegExp.htm