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 1    IV|     condemned to restore again,~He brake our prisons and would algates
 2    VI|             his heart for ire nigh brake,~So yearned his courage
 3    VI|     hurtled both their steeds, and brake~Each other's neck, the riders
 4   VII|           rend the oaks and cedars brake,~And make not trees but
 5    IX|         the lad in such estate;~He brake the press, and soon enough
 6    XI|          and rage their beams they brake.~ ~ LXVI~The Pagans ran
 7    XV|         there, where first the sea brake in~By great Alcides' help,
 8 XVIII| thunderbolt seemed every stone, it brake~His limbs and armors on
 9   XIX|         the press, agreed so, they brake,~Their hatred made them
10    XX|           heat he bridled, but not brake,~Nor yet with sudden fray
11    XX|            bands on foot:~ ~ LX~He brake their pikes, and brake their
12    XX|          He brake their pikes, and brake their close array,~Entered