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1     I|    was undertake,~In private cell, who erst lived closed long,~
2    II|   surest castle of my secret cell~I come, partaker of your
3    IV| proud frowned from his lofty cell,~And with his looks made
4    IV|      first blusheth from her cell,~And breatheth balm from
5    XI|    nuns in close and private cell,~Where, but shrift fathers,
6   XII|      spend my days in secret cell unknow?"~Thus thought, thus
7   XIV|      yet vouchsafe to see my cell I pray,~In hidden caves
8  XVII|  thither from love's hateful cell,~Now to my words, though