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1    IV|     King,~In hideous forms and shapes, tofore unseen,~That fear,
2    IV|   Circe changed not~So far the shapes of men, as her eyes spreading~
3    IX|     field, disguised in divers shapes,~Death might you see triumphant
4  XIII|     wicked sprites, whose ugly shapes affray~And put to flight
5   XIV|       IV~Such semblances, such shapes, such portraits fair,~Did
6    XV| stubborn hearts,~That on their shapes they gazed with delight;~
7   XVI|    substance fine,~For all the shapes in that rich metal wrought,~
8   XVI|        As oft the clouds frame shapes of castles great~Amid the
9  XVII|       in little space~Infinite shapes of men there well expressed,~