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1    IX|  short, his courage waxed unstable,~His arm grew weak to bear
2     X|   writhen staff his steps unstable guies,~Which served his
3   XII| sight,~Oh vanity of man's unstable mind,~Puffed up with every
4   XIX|  still winds stir not the unstable main;~Where this in nimbleness
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