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 1     I|   Tancredi from that fray~His coward foes chased through forests
 2   III|   fortress want~To shroud his coward head safe from mine ire;~
 3   VII|        And kill with fear the coward Pagan's heart.~ ~ XLIV~Toward
 4   VII|    Unworthy life I judge that coward swain~To hazard it even
 5   VII|    dare not once lift up your coward eyes,~Gainst him that you
 6   VII|        and safe, retired;~Yet coward dread lacks order, fear
 7     X|    hand shall prove upon that coward's head,~I, who have shed
 8     X|           LI~"If this, or any coward vile beside,~False to his
 9   XII|    deed I did this night,~Ah, coward hand, afraid why should'
10  XIII|   Under bold semblance hiding coward fear,~And so far wandered
11 XVIII|   will procure,~And kill your coward foes and all their host."~
12   XIX|        for in his heart~Found coward dread no place, fear had
13    XX|       of thy fear and flight,~Coward, dost thou thy lord and
14    XX| discomfit, slain and lost,~No coward was in this last battle