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 1     I|      defenced has,~That's only weak that to the northward lies;~
 2    II|      or Grecia brings,~On such weak posts we list no buildings
 3    II|      chance of war, that makes weak hearts to fear;~He can these
 4   III|      Guardo hight,~But far too weak to match with her in fight.~ ~
 5   III|      complain.~Those walls are weak, they keep but cowards out~
 6    IV|     piece to guard?~My sex too weak, mine age was all to young,~
 7     V|       aside his head,~And, for weak Cupid was too feeble eyed~
 8     V| oppressed,~A double way to his weak soul was made;~His bloody
 9     V|        peasants bear the yoke;~Weak is the sceptre and the power
10     V|        each kingdom, frail and weak,~Unless his basis be this
11     V|    good,~For love she wist was weak without those arts,~And
12     V|       And in the place thereof weak fear espied,~With merry
13    VI|    these old arms so faint and weak,~Nor this hoar head so full
14    VI|        so great might prepare?~Weak were his feeble joints,
15    VI|      The stroke a wound in her weak bosom made.~ ~ LXIV~But
16    VI|     lost,~Her wounded lord was weak, faint, dead almost.~ ~
17    VI|    Though I be tender, feeble, weak and soft.~ ~ LXXXVII~"Love,
18    VI|        she wend~To comfort her weak limbs in cooling flood,~
19   VII|       Lord Argantes' arms were weak and thin;~All that huge
20   VII|    made his end:~The Turks too weak seemed to sustain his might,~
21  VIII|   blessed will effect,~By such weak means, as wonder is to tell;~
22  VIII|       with strange visions his weak brain tormented.~ ~ LX~A
23    IX|    brother twined, the child's weak arm.~Down from their saddles
24    IX|     right hand," quoth he, "so weak,~That thou disdain'st gainst
25    IX|      the strong, the high, the weak, the low,~Were equalized
26    IX|        wrought?~ ~ LXXVII~"Too weak are you to bear a helm or
27    IX|   waxed unstable,~His arm grew weak to bear his mighty targe,~
28     X|    upon the reins he laid,~And weak and weary climbed up to
29     X|      torment him oft,~His body weak and wounded back and side,~
30     X|        of my subjects true;~My weak estate to stablish come
31    XI|    field~Approach you in these weak defences dressed?~I see
32    XI| brought to end.~ ~ LXXXIII~The weak and wounded ere he left
33   XII|     thy loss prepared,~That my weak age, nor tears that down
34   XII|        dreadful threat,~In thy weak hand thou took'st withouten
35   XII|        of his strong foe,~Till weak and weary, faint, alive
36   XII|      they hit or light,~And if weak life yet in their bosoms
37   XII|  swelling gold,~Her knees grow weak, the pains of death she
38   XII|       And while she fell, with weak and woful speech,~Her prayers
39   XII|      of blood.~ ~ LXXI~And his weak sprite, to be unbodied~From
40   XII|  squires in fine he knew,~Then weak and woful thus his plaints
41   XII|   strong~Drew forth his limbs, weak, feeble, and unsound,~To
42  XIII|       And with sad terror make weak hearts afraid,~Thither no
43  XIII|       crew~Destroy them quite, weak, weary, faint and few:~ ~
44  XIII|     which smote,~Their courage weak no shield of proof could
45  XIII|       was fled,~His limbs were weak his helm or targe to bear;~
46  XIII|     warlike feat~His soldiers, weak with labor, faint with sweat:~ ~
47  XIII|       death itself dismay;~Now weak and feeble cast their limbs
48  XIII|       drinks,~But earth itself weak, feeble, faint before,~Whose
49   XIV|        earth down hew,~And thy weak armies which too feeble
50    XV|      parts,~And all that might weak eyes subdue and take,~Her
51   XVI|   breathless, weary, faint and weak,~So woe-begone was never
52   XVI|      soul discharged from this weak breast,~Shall haunt thee
53   XVI|         My heart and sex, that weak and tender be,~He bent to
54 XVIII|       yet his arm grew neither weak nor slow,~Nor of that fury
55 XVIII|      To scale this wall, where weak it seems and thin,~Lest
56   XIX|       all lands,~The killer of weak women thee defies."~This
57   XIX|       Wherewith his force grew weak, his courage quailed~As
58   XIX|     ground~He leaned, his hand weak like a shaking reed,~Dazzled
59   XIX|    XXXIII~Fast fled the people weak, and with the same~A squadron
60   XIX|     bring~Within that fort the weak and aged king.~ ~ XLII~His
61   XIX|      though fear~Their courage weak had put to flight but late,~
62   XIX|  succor now was brought~To his weak foes, now fit to faint and
63   XIX|    fear,~This tower, our foe's weak hope and latest aid,~We
64   XIX|  Pierced my heart, my breast's weak fortress won,~Which creeping
65   XIX|        my woe and pain,~Ere my weak soul from this frail body
66   XIX|        and words.~ ~ CXX~Where weak and weary wounded Raymond
67    XX|       and strong,~The Moors or weak Arabians vanquish could,~
68    XX|      might~Upon these thieves, weak, feeble, few, must take~
69    XX| valiant heart,~All strength is weak, all courage vile and base."~
70    XX|     javelin long she have,~Yet weak was Phebe's bow, blunt Pallas'
71    XX|        So many sheep or fowls, weak, feeble, small,~As his sharp
72    XX|         Though every limb were weak, faint, void of might;~He
73    XX|        foes,~He did his breast weak, naked, sick, oppose.~ ~
74    XX|       to the Pagans, faint and weak, he brought,~A thunderbolt
75    XX|   against a knight so bold~Too weak his will and power divided
76    XX|         His armor broke, limbs weak, wounds deep and sore,~And
77    XX|         blunt the arms I move,~Weak to revenge my harms, or
78    XX|       you from his mighty bow,~Weak is the shot that dripile
79    XX|       And his strong arm, with weak and feeble hand~She would
80    XX|        these flatteries, leave weak hope to move,~Cease, cease,