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1 XVIII|      her love.~ ~ XXIX~"Thou com'st to cure our princess,
2 XVIII|   late thou ran'st thy ways?~Com'st thou to comfort me for
3 XVIII|   thy face disarm?~ ~ XXXII~"Com'st thou a friend or foe?
4   XIX|      knight~Cried, "Tancred, com'st thou thus, thus late
5   XIX| fight?~ ~ III~"Too late thou com'st, and not alone to war,~
6   XIX|     Vafrine, tell me, whence com'st thou?~And who this gentle
7    XX|  strokes each hour divideth?~Com'st thou to save my life?
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