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 1   VII|      in bright armor clad,~And rolled his eyes great swollen with
 2    IX|      further from the fountain rolled~Still stronger wax, and
 3    XI|     pent,~And yet on wheels it rolled, moved, and went.~ ~ XLVII~
 4   XII|      solid fire burning bright~Rolled up in smouldering fumes,
 5   XII|    storms be calmed again~That rolled their tumbling waves with
 6  XIII|        verdant channels gently rolled,~Or falling streams which
 7   XIV|      turned, guided, moved and rolled;~The angels' singing hear,
 8   XVI|   looser locks in silken laces rolled,~Her curles garlandwise
 9   XVI|       and there she turned and rolled her eyes,~And staring on
10  XVII|      On his swift wheels forth rolled the chariot light,~He gave
11 XVIII|     sweet, pleasing was;~There rolled a crystal brook with gentle
12 XVIII|     white full twenty yards he rolled.~ ~ LX~His weapons were
13    XX| Disdain and love dropped down, rolled up in tears;~From his pure