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1  XIII|       both next morn her light outspreads.~ ~ LIV~When Phoebus rose
2  XIII| scorching sun so hot his beams outspreads,~That not more cooling Inde
3   XIV|       standard broad her cross outspreads,~Oh, let his fame and praise
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