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1     I|      at the mass divine,~And horrid helms high on their heads
2   III| delay increaseth fear,~These horrid clouds of dust that yonder
3    IX|   slain, revive.~ ~ LXII~The horrid darkness, and the shadows
4   XII|     I first addressed,~Where horrid shades enclosed me round
5  XIII|   Thick with old trees whose horrid arms display~An ugly shade,
6   XVI|  Black clouds the skies with horrid darkness fill,~And pale
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