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 1   III|        not shake the spear, nor target hold,~Themselves devoutly
 2    VI|     pass,~Some blows his mighty target well defended,~Some fell
 3    VI|        it bended~When that huge target it presumed to hold,~The
 4   VII|       The sacred angel took his target sheen,~And by the Christian
 5   VII|     could not hold~Against that target forged above the skies,~
 6    XI|      Undcr the shelter of their target fine,~But their bold fronts
 7    XI|      bow,~"That sure and trusty target let me take,~Impenetrable
 8    XI| dreadful blow quite through his target drove,~And bored through
 9   XIX|        espies,~And far away his target therefore threw,~And said, "
10   XIX|         his hands,~Nor helm nor target strong his blows off bears,~