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1   XIV|   And in the midst a gentle island made,~A pillar fair was
2   XIV|     and west, as this small island hides,~Then pass and see,
3    XV| were."~This said, toward an island fresh she bore,~The first
4    XX|     erst he left her in the island bare:~The way she fled he
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