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1     I|       of Battles thus before us lays,~His loving kindness shall
2    IX| storehouse, where their captain lays~Our treasures stolen, where
3   XII|      rod sleep on their eyelids lays:~Yet rested not Clorinda'
4   XIV|       frail hearts, false Cupid lays;~There in the verdure of
5   XIX|       he scorns, threats those, lays them on ground?~How with
6    XX|       his thoughts the shape he lays,~And makes therein the image