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  1     I|       neth death to those, fire, sword and slaughter,~Who held
  2    II|     conquered, perished with thy sword?~What cities sacked? what
  3    II|        Our spear that hurts, our sword that wounds our foes.~ ~
  4    II|          prey.~ ~ XCIII~Argant a sword, whereof the web was steel,~
  5   III|         rode through made by her sword,~They pass the stream where
  6   III|      that was broke his precious sword he drew,~And whom he hit,
  7   III|         his spear,~Then with his sword headless to ground him cast,~
  8   III|         disdained,~But shook his sword with blood of Dudon stained.~ ~
  9    IV|       him raise,~Turn each one's sword against his fellow's heart,~
 10    IV|          that his sceptre, or my sword, can do."~ ~ XXXVIII~He
 11    IV|        for his lady's sake~Break sword or lance, advance in lofty
 12    IV|        In meaner quarrel if this sword were shaken,~Well might
 13    IV|      peace; then this victorious sword~Shall execute due vengeance
 14    IV|      Else, here surrender I both sword and lance,~And swear no
 15    IV|       knight,~That bears a blunt sword in a lady's right."~ ~ LXXXII~
 16     V|       head he tossed his flaming sword.~ ~ XXVII~Thunder his voice,
 17     V|          he made,~His thundering sword made all on heaps retire,~
 18     V|        soul was made;~His bloody sword the victor wiped and dressed,~
 19     V|   desperate wrath,~And with that sword that should Christ's law
 20     V|       Down by his side a cutting sword there hung;~Among this earth'
 21     V|       with that word his cutting sword he drew,~That glittered
 22    VI|          himself take care,~This sword, I trust, shall well safe-conduct
 23    VI|        secret new,~Will with his sword in open field maintain,~
 24    VI|          Pagan ill defenced with sword or targe,~Tancredi's thigh,
 25    VI|          of cunning;~He lift his sword aloft, for ire nigh wood,~
 26    VI|        high advanced his cutting sword at length,~And rage to rage
 27    VI|          she rides, and breaketh sword and spear,~Nor is her strength
 28   VII|        towers~Destroyed are with sword, with fire and spoil,~How
 29   VII|  brandishing a broad and cutting sword,~Thus threatened death with
 30   VII|         cleft with this vengeful sword,~Shall feel the ire of thy
 31   VII|       trusty shield was got,~His sword was drawn, closed was his
 32   VII|       weight incline,~His wonted sword upon his thigh he tied,~
 33   VII|       combat make with spear and sword.~ ~ LXIII~"Let me this Pagan'
 34   VII|       who with help of Boemond's sword~Proud Antioch by cunning
 35   VII|      thus he spake:~"This is the sword wherewith in Saxon land,~
 36   VII|        afterward,~When spear and sword he able was to wield,~Now
 37   VII|         on that shield Argantes' sword was broke.~ ~ XCIII~The
 38   VII|          was broke.~ ~ XCIII~The sword was broke, therein no wonder
 39   VII|         brittle web of that rich sword he thought,~Was broke through
 40   VII|       hundred men, weaponed with sword and mace,~So great resistance
 41   VII|     might,~And twice his thirsty sword he did imbrue,~In Pagan'
 42  VIII|     needless weapon spare:~`This sword,' quoth he, `hath yet good
 43  VIII|          sharp, was never better sword.~ ~ XXXV~" `Heaven, therefore,
 44  VIII|          Sweno's sake, upon this sword must die.~Here, take the
 45  VIII|       gentle knight~That of this sword shall be thy master's heir,~
 46  VIII|        all assays,~With fire and sword we hasted forth with speed,~
 47  VIII|          have Rinaldo slain, the sword and shield~Of Christ's true
 48  VIII|           His other hand a naked sword did wield,~From which distilling
 49    IX|      Mountains of men by dint of sword down brought~Thou shalt
 50    IX|            XIX~"Come, come, this sword the passage open shall~Into
 51    IX|          The prince let fall his sword, and cut in twain~About
 52    IX|          The squadrons close his sword to ope began,~He broke their
 53    IX|        Clorinda strewed wide~Her sword through Berengarius' breast
 54    IX|   received a wound;~The hand his sword still held, although not
 55    IX|      Clorinda sweet~Ventured his sword to work her harm and wrong,~
 56    IX|        foot~He set, and drew his sword and life both out.~ ~ LXXXI~
 57    IX|          But when the murderer's sword he hapt to view~Dropping
 58    IX|       His hand to rule his heavy sword unable,~Which bruised, not
 59    IX|         lost the use for which a sword was made.~ ~ XCVIII~Feeling
 60     X|   besieged town,~Gainst fire and sword with strength and courage
 61     X|        he sighed, and with naked sword~Out of the coach he leaped
 62     X|         content remounted at his sword,~Toward a hill on drove
 63     X|     behoves it me to creep?~This sword can find a better way than
 64     X|          his broad and trenchant sword~His hand held high aloft
 65     X|       doth threat,~With fire and sword, with death and danger great.~ ~
 66    XI|     torment, slaughter, fire and sword~Who martyrs died to confirm
 67    XI|  directions, but with shield and sword~To fight, to win, or die
 68   XII|       quoth he, "bear this broad sword in vain,~Nor yet am unexpert
 69   XII|      blow the fire, and draw the sword.~The watch descried them
 70   XII|      leave that tender hold,~His sword into her bosom deep he drives,~
 71   XII|          side I will ungird this sword~Till Tancred's heart it
 72   XII|        above,~For underneath his sword this boaster died~Whom thus
 73  XIII| threatened death with shot, with sword and mace:~At last he fled,
 74  XIII|         fear.~ ~ XLI~He drew his sword at last, and gave the tree~
 75  XIII|      betray;~A whirling wind his sword heaved up aloft,~And through
 76  XIII|      prince, and as he came,~His sword he found, and repossessed
 77  XIII|    wrathful Heaven gainst us his sword doth whet?~These tokens
 78   XIV|       bed:~His arms he took, his sword girt to his thigh,~To his
 79   XIV|          To give the knight this sword, kept for his sake."~This
 80    XV|    companion dear,~Will you with sword or weapon battle make~Against
 81    XV|          not Mars his rage,~Your sword, your shield, your helmet
 82   XVI|      smoked and mantle wide,~His sword that many a Pagan stout
 83   XVI|         handle bow, or lance, or sword,~The worthies all will aid
 84  XVII|     through age,~He sheathed his sword and laid aside his shield:~
 85  XVII|     severe justice the unpartial sword;~The other bare the seal,
 86  XVII|     Egyptians weaponed were with sword and bow,~No weight of helm
 87  XVII|        With spear or lance, with sword, with mace or glaive.~ ~
 88  XVII|       princess hight,~For by the sword the sceptre is upstayed,~
 89  XVII|        his heart with this sharp sword divide,~And to the vultures
 90  XVII|         take with good luck this sword,~Your just, strong, valiant
 91  XVII|          none can, or could,~The sword or sceptre use or guide
 92 XVIII|       not unkind,~Drew forth his sword and from her careless twined.~ ~
 93 XVIII|        joy and pride,~Put up thy sword, else pierce therewith the
 94 XVIII|     unkind~To this fair tree thy sword shall passage find."~ ~
 95 XVIII|       See Dudon yonder, who with sword and fire~Assails and helps
 96 XVIII|          durst abide;~Rageth the sword, death murdereth great and
 97   XIX|        helmet gay~With his broad sword Tancredi came and smote:~
 98   XIX|         struck out,~Oft with his sword his foe's fierce blows he
 99   XIX|       like in skill and art,~His sword outstretched before him
100   XIX|          arm unbind:~ ~ XVII~His sword at last he let hang by the
101   XIX|     Tancred to ward his blow his sword up slung,~But that it smote
102   XIX|         XXVII~Tancred put up his sword, and praises glad~Gave to
103   XIX|          on his thigh his trusty sword he tied,~And to the entrance
104   XIX|     fights, hence pity draws the sword,~Nor strive they for vile
105   XIX|          XCIII~"Through fire and sword, through blood and death,
106   XIX|    trumpet's sound,~That draw no sword, but far off shoot and fight,~
107   XIX|      ever put on helm or girt on sword."~ ~ CXXVI~This said, from
108    XX|          easy, soft,~I know each sword, each dart, each shaft I
109    XX|       dust,~For on his wrist her sword fell down by chance:~The
110    XX|          For where he turned his sword, or twined his steed,~He
111    XX|     withouten blow,~One drew his sword, another couched his spear,~
112    XX|      feeble, small,~As his sharp sword killed knights and soldiers
113    XX|      might,~Each one lift up his sword, advanced his shield,~Those
114    XX|          him leaps, and high his sword he rears,~And on his forehead
115    XX|         neeld and spindle, not a sword and spear."~ ~ XCVI~This
116    XX|          soul do bide;~The cruel sword his breast and hinder part~
117    XX|       sought to rise, Godfredo's sword~Pierced him through, so
118    XX|         all stained,~With half a sword, half helm upon his head,~