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1    II| spake again with fell and spiteful heart,~So lions roar enclosed
2   XII|   the hateful light?~This spiteful ray which still upbraideth
3   XVI| will pursue to death this spiteful knight,~Not earth's low
4 XVIII|    Ah, never do me such a spiteful part,~To cut my tree, this
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