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 1     V|       love did never shrink or start,~Preferred their aid, what
 2    VI|  swords and soon from earth up start.~ ~ XLII~Close at his surest
 3  VIII|   sparks of headstrong madness start,~And armed as he was, forth
 4    XI|      fierce assault again they start.~The Pagans twain this while
 5   XII|     fast, and neither stir nor start,~They move their hands,
 6  XIII| verdant plain around,~His hair start up, yet once again stroke
 7  XIII|     his feeble hand his weapon start,~Himself out of his wits
 8   XIV|   young man find."~ ~ XXVII~Up start the Dane that bare Prince
 9   XIV|        her ambush forth Armida start,~Swearing revenge, and threatening
10    XV|      the knights she cast,~She start, and feigned her of their
11 XVIII|        he marched, she thither start,~Before him stepped, embraced
12   XIX|   leapt,~But up their mistress start, and twixt them stepped:~ ~