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 1    II|     mercy he forgot,~A staff to beat that dog he long had sought,~"
 2    IV|      which the salt sea billows beat,~And Atlas' tops, the clouds
 3   VII| lightning, and the raging wind,~Beat in the Frenchmen's eyes
 4   VII|     Argantes proud he flew,~And beat him backward, maugre all
 5    XI|      song the yielding air doth beat,~"Lastly, together went
 6    XI|     shield in pieces small,~And beat the helmet to the wearers'
 7    XI|        that the Christians late beat down.~ ~ LXV~The folk that
 8   XIV|        so fearless heart as he?~Beat down these walls, these
 9  XVII|      fled;~Henry the Fourth she beat, and from him took~His standard,
10 XVIII|    puncheons joined he fast;~To beat the city's wall, beneath