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1     X| great praise ybore!"~Thus he rejoiced, but yet envied more;~ ~
2  XVII|   say,~Or if my former deeds rejoiced you aught,~When Godfrey'
3 XVIII|     strength apply;~His foes rejoiced, deluded in that sort,~To
4   XIX| prison kind,~Under thy guard rejoiced I to dwell,~And thee a keeper
5   XIX|      wist not how,~She wept, rejoiced, she blushed as red as rose.~"
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