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 1     I|          with mild and cheerful face,~He bids his armies should
 2    II|    sweet beauty streamed on his face,~Had struck the prince with
 3    II|         and friendship in their face,~From Egypt's king ambassadors
 4   III|        the shape of whose sweet face~The God of Love did in thy
 5   III|         Godfrey looks he in the face,~How like in person! but
 6    IV|        s service vowed~Beheld a face of such a lovely pride;~
 7    IV|         I read the story in his face~Of these mishaps that on
 8    IV|   heavenly dew upon her angel's face,~"Poor wretch," quoth she, "
 9    IV|       clad,~The sunshine of her face in lustre bettered:~For
10    IV|        the bright enamel of her face;~Such honey drops on springing
11     V|        wrath, what anger in his face appear,~On this proud youngling
12     V|         signs of death upon his face appear,~With dust and blood
13    VI|        Till he bespake Argantes face to face.~ ~ XX~"Arm you,
14    VI|        bespake Argantes face to face.~ ~ XX~"Arm you, my lord,"
15    VI|       chosen champion bide,~His face with joy, his eyes with
16    VI|         the Arabian thieves thy face go hide,~Far from resort
17    VI|  thought?~Through heaven's fair face from gulf of sad despair~
18   VII|  heavenly beauty of her angel's face,~Nor was her princely offspring
19   VII|     voice, rage in his eyes and face.~ ~ XXXVIII~His foe, his
20   VII|     thundered blows, now at his face and sight.~ ~ XXXIX~Against
21   VII|    those stars on heaven's blue face that shone~With Cynthia'
22   VII|    passed struck at the Pagan's face;~He turned again, the earl
23   VII|    hilts Argantes hurled at his face.~ ~ XCVI~And forward spurred
24   VII|         beauty, countenance and face,~In looks, in speech, in
25   VII|       one again that turned his face,~Save bold Argantes, else
26   VII|      alone turned his audacious face,~Blaming his barons for
27  VIII|     altered naught,~In look, in face, in gesture, or in thought.~ ~
28  VIII|       saw from Cynthia's silver face,~Like to a falling star
29  VIII|      His shape, his wounds, his face, though dead, yet bold.~ ~
30  VIII|     draw;~To which, to view his face, in vain I started,~For
31  VIII|         He ran away his fearful face to hide:~ ~ LIV~"But we
32  VIII|       with murdering blade,~The face was fair and young, and
33  VIII|       hands were naked, and his face was bare,~Wherein a lamp
34    IX|    stormy shower,~And with bold face their wicked foes withstand.~
35    IX|  uprolled adorned his hair,~His face seemed fierce and sweet,
36    IX|           LXXXIV~And gainst his face, where love and pity stand,~
37    IX|        Corcutes first he on the face did smite,~Then wounded
38     X|     doubt show in his cheer and face;~Fitly you come, hear, see,
39     X|      murmur fill,~But with bold face, high looks and merry cheer,~
40     X|         said, "Oh how I joy thy face to view,~My noble friend!
41     X|       Orcanes view the Soldan's face,~But still upon the floor
42    XI|       his hand unto his wounded face,~He fell, and with his blood
43    XI|      clouds of dust was Titan's face enrolled,~Trembled the earth
44   XII|    wrought,~She wondered on thy face with strange affright,~But
45   XII|      death in his most dreadful face~Wherewith he scareth mankind,
46   XII|    breasts, fury shown in their face,~They yearned to blow the
47   XII|       saw, and seeing, knew her face,~And lost therewith his
48   XII|      cruel wound,~And her sweet face with leaden paleness dyed,~
49   XII|         to ground,~And said, "O face in death still sweet and
50   XII|     tear and rend~His hair, his face, his wounds, a purple flood~
51   XII|         knocked his breast, his face he rent and tare,~And while
52  XIII|   thoughts present before their face;~So feared they, and fled,
53   XIV| countenance, thy favor, and thy face:"~This said, three times
54   XIV|       battle make,~With so bold face, so fearless heart as he?~
55   XIV|   waters sheen,~Like theirs her face, her voice was, and her
56   XIV|      But when she looked on his face awhile,~And saw how sweet
57   XIV|     same before the young man's face,~That he may glass therein
58    XV|        even and plain~The azure face of heaven's smooth looking-glass,~
59    XV|         hath time to change the face of things.~ ~ XXIII~Four
60    XV|     rough the second showed his face.~ ~ XLI~They saw how eastward
61    XV|       blushing graced:~Over her face her amber tresses fall,~
62   XVI|        His hungry eyes upon her face he fed,~And feeding them
63   XVI|     redness blushed through his face,~Whence worthy anger shone,
64   XVI|        eyes,~And staring on his face awhile, at last~Thus in
65   XVI|          Her locks waved loose, face shone, eyes sparkled fire.~ ~
66  XVII|      Hair long and black, black face, and fiery eyne.~ ~ XXII~
67  XVII|      looks of thy kind spouse's face?~Or is thy shield, with
68  XVII|        hand a bow;~In her sweet face her new displeasures shone,~
69  XVII|         dame in habit, gesture, face;~There lived no wight to
70  XVII|      but victor will I see your face;~Our overthrow shall bring
71  XVII|       friend well knew the aged face:~But when the wizard sage
72  XVII|     more than manlike wrath her face o'erspread,~There the fell
73  XVII|        waked up and cheered his face,~To see these worthies of
74 XVIII|       as joyful and as cheerful face~As if in triumph's chariot
75 XVIII|      eyes upon heaven's eastern face he bent,~His thoughts above
76 XVIII|          That like in shape, in face and beauty was~To sweet
77 XVIII|      thou speak? -- why not thy face disarm?~ ~ XXXII~"Com'st
78 XVIII|    range:~Her body swelled, her face obscure was made,~Vanished
79 XVIII|      Vanished her garments, her face and vestures strange,~A
80 XVIII|        poison strong,~The shady face of heaven was scantly seen,~
81 XVIII|      take~But all his shape and face disfigured quite;~The lances
82 XVIII|        other bare his targe his face before;~His hardy troop,
83 XVIII|    stood before fierce Vulcan's face,~When lo, a sudden and unlooked-for
84 XVIII|         thick mist unfold,~That face to face thou mayest these
85 XVIII|       mist unfold,~That face to face thou mayest these spirits
86   XIX|  doubtless, careless seemed his face,~Nor death, nor danger,
87   XIX|       was bent;~Argantes at his face a thrust did throw,~Which
88   XIX|        eye viewed her hand, her face, his right~Both watched
89   XIX|    beheld him, and with bashful face~Said, "For thy mistress
90   XIX|         be-bled the ground, his face to skies~He turns, and seems
91   XIX|      wine,~And when she saw his face, pale, bloodless, dead,~
92   XIX|       two streams poured on his face,~The man revived, with those
93    XX|         than erst he seems;~His face and forehead full of noblesse
94    XX|        both horse and foot;~His face was bare, his helm unclosed
95    XX|     stood, with heart and hardy face,~On their bold breasts deep
96    XX|         heart; shame filled his face;~He looked around to spy,
97    XX|    sdainful eyes~From his sweet face, she falls dead in a swoon,~
98    XX|  unlaced;~ ~ CXXIX~And her fair face, fair bosom he bedews~With