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1    II|    bring the world to rest.~ ~ XCVII~Yet neither sleep, nor ease,
2    VI|      fear, least peril was.~ ~ XCVII~But when these fair adventurers
3   VII|  eagles' talon, lions' paw.~ ~ XCVII~Now here, now there, on
4    IX|      sharp fight did bring:~ ~ XCVII~Meanwhile the Soldan in
5   XII| without my tears thou hast.~ ~ XCVII~"Not of dead bones art thou
6  XVII|        I may no nearer go."~ ~ XCVII~Thus took he leave, and
7 XVIII|     calm water circleth so.~ ~ XCVII~With that he winked, and
8   XIX|    fire thy mistress fries.~ ~ XCVII~"Unhappy silence, well I
9    XX|    fault, it was his fate.~ ~  XCVII~What should he do? to diverse