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1    IV|      Grief, horror, fear my fainting soul did kill,~For so my
2    IV|   or bulwarks strong,~Where fainting cowards have the piece to
3     X| sleep~Some small repose his fainting spirits take;~But, while
4   XIV|   walls reinforced new,~And fainting lie dispersed on the green,~
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