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 1    IV|     fall,~And of each drop an arrow forged new,~Else, as it
 2     V|        With point of sorrow's arrow pierced deep.~But when the
 3   VII|    Now prove thy skill, thine arrow's sharp head dip~In yonder
 4    XI|       many a sharp and deadly arrow shot;~And from her bow no
 5    XI|     scantly rears,~But she an arrow loosed from the string,~
 6    XI|        From back to breast an arrow pierced him,~The other was
 7    XI|       place,~Whereon a second arrow chanced right,~And nailed
 8    XI|     knit.~Clorinda, thou this arrow didst discharge,~And let
 9    XX| couched his spear,~Herself an arrow sharp set in her bow,~Disdain
10    XX|      in thee;~Then with thine arrow's stroke cure stroke of
11    XX|      half dead, she seems,~An arrow, poignant, strong and sharp