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1    VI|   life depend.~ ~ LVI~Her the sole daughter of that hapless
2   XIV|  awhile,~She chose a waste, a sole and desert isle.~ ~ LXX~"
3   XVI|       whom you strive,~I, the sole heir of all Damascus land,~
4  XVII|   sweet odors grow,~Where the sole phoenix doth revive, not
5 XVIII| warlike guise;~And on his way sole, silent, forth he went~Alone,
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