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1    VI|    joy, my comfort were."~ ~ CVI~Thus parleyed she, poor
2   VII|     far more shining sun.~ ~ CVI~Of breaking spears, of ringing
3   XIX|    for to lose thee ever.~ ~ CVI~"I never thought that to
4    XX| voice, nor word send out:~ ~ CVI~So run to fight the angry
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