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1     V|      fast alone,~As when some strain, some strive him to outgone.~ ~
2   VII|       arms longing his foe to strain,~Upon whose helm the heavy
3    XI|       hymns their holy voices strain.~And thou and all thy lords
4   XIV|  melodious tunes their voices strain,~Whose faces lovely, smiling,
5   XVI|     cunning singers, ere they strain on high,~In loud melodious
6   XVI|     plaints, and all~One sigh strain from thy breast, one tear
7   XIX| greater might Alcides did not strain~The giant Antheus on the
8   XIX|     her secret thoughts could strain,~"Of little faith," quoth