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 1     I|    lordship there from virtue slide.~Of friendly parts one body
 2   III| watery cheeks warm tears down slide,~And then such secret speech
 3    VI|     my soul in rest and quiet slide~Down to the valleys of the
 4   VII| Raymond at his right hand let slide his steed,~And as he passed
 5  VIII|      falling star a beam down slide,~That bright as golden line
 6    IX|   their saddles both together slide,~Together mourned they,
 7   XII|      salt tears for ruth down slide.~ ~ LXVII~With murmur loud
 8   XVI|    then again, see tears down slide~From his kind eyes, whom
 9  XVII|    blind lore of Paganism did slide,~That Clement late, now
10 XVIII|      from thence shall nimbly slide,~And batter down some worse