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 1     I|           her at gaze his longing looks he set,~Sight, wonder; wonder,
 2     I|          was the man in years, in looks, in word,~His locks were
 3     I|        bold,~Audacious were their looks, their faces grim,~Strong
 4    II| resolution chaste,~Whose soberest looks were whetstones to desire?~
 5    II|           her eyes disposed their looks to play,~The king had snared
 6    II|       Sophronia raised her modest looks from ground,~And on her
 7    II|          thine eyesight bend,~Thy looks, sighs, tears, for intercessors
 8    II|        maidenhead:~Proud were her looks, yet sweet, though stern
 9    II|         In their faint hearts her looks such terror breed;~To court
10   III|      alabaster rocks.~ ~ XXII~Her looks with fire, her eyes with
11   III|         show,~How like to Godfrey looks he in the face,~How like
12   III|         he forethinks doth, as he looks for, hit,~His stratagems
13   III|      fountains stayed,~His rueful looks upon the corpse he cast~
14    IV|          lofty cell,~And with his looks made all his monsters tremble,~
15    IV|      stile so low,~In whose sweet looks such sacred beauty shine, --~
16    IV|         did the nymph attend,~Her looks, her sighs, her gestures
17    IV|         the time her thoughts her looks renew,~From some she cast
18    IV|           her,~On them her gentle looks to smile begun,~As who say
19    IV|          tempered so her deignful looks alway,~That outward scorn
20    IV|         in chase;~Full seemed her looks of anger, and of shame;~
21     V|         things done here,~Oh, how looks Dudon from the glorious
22     V|         forth it ran~At his proud looks, and too audacious speech;~
23     V|           Such knowledge hath his looks and speeches wrought,~You
24     V|          his sphere,~Or one whose looks could make great Mars to
25     V|           sly invention, --~Whose looks, love's arrows were; whose
26     V|   goodness raised:~She used those looks and smiles that most behoved~
27     V|     alluring sort she framed,~Her looks enticing, and her wooing
28     V|           foreheads shined!~Their looks with joy; thoughts swelled
29     V|      heavy tidings bear,~Upon his looks sate news of loss and death:~"
30     V|           fear espied,~With merry looks these cheerful words he
31    VI|            and stared,~As if with looks he would his foeman kill,~
32    VI|       forward fared,~And sent his looks before him up the hill,~
33    VI|       most this burden lay,~Whose looks her trouble and her fear
34   VII|          yet her gestures and her looks, I guess,~Were such as ill
35   VII|         have died,~Yet should his looks no sign of fear betray;~
36   VII|           reel.~The prince, whose looks disdainful anger show,~Now
37   VII|       knight;~But yet for all his looks not one stepped out,~With
38   VII|   discovered plain,~By their pale looks and silence from each part,~
39   VII|       vigor blushed through those looks of his;~It seemed he now
40   VII|     prayed, to Heaven his zealous looks upbent.~ ~ LXXVIII~"O Lord,
41   VII|         Upon a diamond shield his looks he bended,~So great that
42   VII|           is he still in bed?~His looks late seemed to make high
43   VII|          countenance and face,~In looks, in speech, in gesture,
44  VIII|           visage shone, his noble looks did flame,~With kindled
45  VIII|         fatal brand,~Dread in his looks and death sate in his hand.~ ~
46  VIII|           Of members huge, fierce looks, and full of wrath,~That
47  VIII|      shame and fear their bashful looks they hide,~And Argillan
48    IX|        whose age was great, whose looks were grave,~Whose cheeks
49    IX|         saw not plain~Their dying looks, although their deaths he
50    IX|       shoulders fell,~In his pale looks kind pity's image lies,~
51     X|      guest~The Turk the words and looks did both admire,~And from
52     X|          But with bold face, high looks and merry cheer,~Argantes
53     X|           in view,~Her words, her looks, alas I know too late,~Nursed
54     X|        short whiles,~With changed looks where wrath and anger met,~
55     X|           With heavenly grace his looks and visage shine,~Ravished
56    XI|    himself withal,~At whose stern looks the French to quake begun,~
57    XI|         foes far off his dreadful looks behold,~Which in their hearts
58   XII|           poor child thy heavenly looks down cast,~With gracious
59   XII|     course did pass,~With curious looks upon thy visage prying,~
60   XII|      appear,~With stormy wrathful looks, and thundering sound,~`
61   XII|           native white begun;~Her looks to heaven she cast, their
62   XII|        was her lovely shade,~With looks of ruth her eyes celestial
63   XII|          His sighs were deep, his looks full of despair,~Out of
64  XIII|         the place?~Their frowning looks upon the knight they bent,~
65  XIII|          this drought,~Out of his looks shone zeal, devotion, faith,~
66   XIV|         the other bended down~His looks to ground, and half in scorn
67   XIV|      sweet, appear;~But you their looks, their voice, their songs
68    XV|         That scant swift fame her looks shall after bring,~Though
69    XV|      treble small,~And with sweet looks her sweet songs interlaced;~"
70   XVI|    fountains shined,~O'er him her looks she hung, and her soft breast~
71   XVI|     service great;~She, with glad looks, he with inflamed, alas,~
72   XVI|            That while thereon thy looks are fixed and bent~Thy happy
73   XVI|            XXX~Upon the targe his looks amazed he bent,~And therein
74   XVI|    himself could not sustain,~His looks he downward cast and naught
75  XVII|           His beard was gray, his looks severe and grave,~And from
76  XVII|          she said,~"Than the mild looks of thy kind spouse's face?~
77  XVII|        grow,~And quickened so her looks that in sharp wise~It seems
78  XVII|           When her fair eyes, her looks and smiles shall woo?~ ~
79  XVII|          man approached then;~His looks his coming honor did presage:~
80  XVII|         went;~And as she could in looks in voice she strove~Fierce,
81  XVII|         The hermit by his bashful looks his will~Well understood,
82 XVIII|           kneeling low with heavy looks downcast,~His other sins
83 XVIII|        pity rise,~But their false looks and prayers false despise."~ ~
84 XVIII|        esteemed naught:~His angry looks on every side he bent,~And
85   XIX|       fear~His motions last, last looks, last speeches were.~ ~
86   XIX|       defends,~He chased with his looks and dreadful sound:~Oh,
87   XIX|       spied,~He left his frowning looks, and twice that fort~From
88   XIX|           heed~To a big man whose looks were fierce and proud,~With
89   XIX|          and kept from sight,~His looks were ruled by Cupid's crafty
90   XIX|           Midst clouds of woe her looks which overcast~She lightened
91   XIX|                LXXI~"Cheer up thy looks," answered the Indian king,~"
92   XIX|          smiling gan to frame~His looks so to their old and native
93   XIX|      prove,~Instead of speech, my looks, my tears, mine eyes,~Told
94   XIX|           gave heed~To the fierce looks of that proud Saracine,~
95   XIX|           to sustain,~Or bide our looks and threats, they are not
96    XX|          s gracious favors in his looks appear,~And great and goodly
97    XX|           Lightened his eyes, his looks bright fire shot out;~He
98    XX|         fearful motions, such her looks.~ ~ LXIX~But Altamore, this
99    XX|       Turk cut off, pale grew his looks and cheer,~He let her fall,