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 1    IV|       dismayed, to warn me in my dream,~Alas, how far transformed
 2  VIII|         reviled.~I saw it was no dream, before mine eyes,~Howe'
 3     X|      vain and foolish things men dream;~At last our shade it pleased
 4   XII|          such mishap ere I could dream,~Into his deep abyss my
 5   XII|          took thee up, and in my dream that night,~When buried
 6   XII|      stood and sad,~Because like dream herself but lately had.~ ~
 7   XII|         in starry veil, amid his dream,~For whose sweet sake he
 8  XIII|      persuaded be,~It is an idle dream, no monster true,~Yet still
 9   XIV|         The Lord to Godfrey in a dream doth show~His will; Rinaldo
10   XIV|         s sake,~To whom a silent dream the Lord down sent.~Which
11   XIV| portraits fair,~Did never yet in dream or sleep appear,~For all
12   XIV|         well presented were.~His dream had placed him in a crystal
13   XIV|           An echo is, a shade, a dream, a flower,~With each wind
14    XX|          sick or frantic men oft dream~In their unquiet sleep and