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1    II|  The tyrant's self, a thing unused, began~To feel his heart
2    II|  her tale.~ ~ XLIX~"A thing unused, great monarch, may it seem,~
3    VI| Disguised they went, and by unused ways,~And secret paths they
4  VIII|   brand~That so brave blade unused should remain;~But that
5    XV|    in sunder rent,~Nor seas unused, strange clime, or pool
6  XVII| turned his speech, "In this unused place~For you alone I wait,
7 XVIII|     His armor laid and long unused shield,~And marched gainst
8    XX|      to say,~A thing in him unused, rare and strange,~But so
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