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1    IX|      harness strong~Of never yielding diamonds armed sure,~"Behold,"
2     X|    wrath,~If to my will your yielding hearts you bend,~You must
3    XI|   kind~Their humble song the yielding air doth beat,~"Lastly,
4    XI|     the blow to choke,~Whose yielding breaks the strokes thereon
5    XV| breasts in sunder cleave the yielding deep,~The broken seas for
6   XVI|    the clouds, and cleft the yielding sky,~And bout her gathered
7 XVIII|    all;~With nimble fans the yielding air she rent,~Nor seemed
8 XVIII|      with Rinaldo gainst his yielding lone,~His knights were entered
9   XIX|      die!~ ~ CIX~"Receive my yielding spirit, and with thine~Guide