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 1    II|      kites plucked off her rich attire,~And for some deal perplexed
 2    IV|        ypight;~Upon her strange attire, and visage clear,~Gazed
 3    XI|       he the man beheld,~By his attire his secret thought he guessed,~"
 4   XIV|         who April fresh and May~Attire in flowering green of lusty
 5   XIV| garments light,~And wanton soft attire, and view his case,~That
 6   XVI|      again;~So in beholding his attire he played,~But yet to view
 7   XVI|    displeasure flamed,~His nice attire in scorn he rent and tore,~
 8 XVIII|      high on the mount in grave attire~Is clad, and crowned stands
 9   XIX|  marking well his arms and rich attire,~He loosed his helm, and
10    XX|         their pride, their rich attire.~ ~ LIII~But now the Moors,