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 1    II| uncertain, fortune double faced,~Smiling at first, she frowneth in
 2    IV|       For if she weeping sit, or smiling stand,~She bends thy bow,
 3     V|         had descried,~And gently smiling turned aside his head,~And,
 4  XIII|       XXV~He shook his head, and smiling thus gan say,~"The hardiness
 5   XIV|      strain,~Whose faces lovely, smiling, sweet, appear;~But you
 6  XVII|       the Epaminondas went,~That smiling seemed to cruel death to
 7 XVIII|            XXXI~On him a sad and smiling look she cast,~Which twenty
 8   XIX|         Therewith he smiled, and smiling gan to frame~His looks so
 9   XIX|        drove the subtle spy,~But smiling towards her he turned him
10   XIX|           where is thy mirth and smiling cheer?~Where are thine eyes'