Book

 1     V|    Suffrance, an angel's is; a monster, rage;~At least you actions
 2  VIII| Persuasion small did need,~The monster grants to undertake the
 3   XII|    fierce, a champion bold~The monster did with poignant spear
 4   XII|        I still remain,~A woful monster of unhappy love,~Who still
 5   XII|       his feast,~Let that fell monster me in pieces rend,~And deep
 6  XIII|        wild that feed~Nor ugly monster could dishearten him,~Nor
 7  XIII|       he,~"If in this fire, or monster's gaping jaws~I headlong
 8  XIII|        It is an idle dream, no monster true,~Yet still he fears,
 9  XIII|       Whom no strange shape or monster could dismay,~With feigned
10   XIV|       skill,~And overcome each monster and each thing,~That guards
11    XV|       battle make~Against this monster that affronts us here?"~