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 1     I|     and Morians armed be:~His soldiers wild, to brawls and mutinies
 2     I|  pleased.~ ~ XX~The captains, soldiers, all, save Boemond, came,~
 3     I| brings.~ ~ XXXIV~She told the soldiers, who allowed him meet~And
 4     I|    Then the English squadron, soldiers stout and tall,~By William
 5     I|   heart for war prepared,~The soldiers glad by heaps to harness
 6    II|      in whole armies of these soldiers brave.~ ~  XLVIII~"Now,
 7    II| speechless proud, provoke~The soldiers all, "War, war," at once
 8   III|   guarded with his troops and soldiers all.~ ~ XLIX~Like storms
 9   III|       from the city while his soldiers sleep~They might assail
10   III|       the ground.~And all the soldiers sat lamenting round.~ ~
11   III|    The priest sung hymns, the soldiers wept around.~ ~ LXXIII~Among
12     V|     comfort near,~Yet for the soldiers all to witness stand~He
13     V|   more vantage gain,~As tired soldiers whom some fort keeps out,~
14     V|      dispersed wide~Among the soldiers, great amazement bred;~Famine
15    VI|    not you behind,~But of our soldiers best a thousand take,~To
16    VI|      the crown,~The Christian soldiers to Tancredi bring,~When
17    VI|      which sore affrays~Their soldiers new, when swords and weapons
18    VI|     observed he,~And with his soldiers lay in ambush close:~These
19   VII| heathen Saracine~Were all the soldiers of Christ's sacred name:~
20   VII|     to victory aspired,~Fresh soldiers sent, to make more quick
21   VII|       with hideous force,~The soldiers stayed amazed in heart and
22   VII|    spurring forth thus to her soldiers cried:~ ~ CXVIII~"You hardy
23  VIII|    guide,~And brought so many soldiers bold to fight,~That void
24  VIII|      dead.~ ~ XL~" `Among his soldiers,' quoth the hermit, `here~
25  VIII|     broke.~ ~ L~While all his soldiers whispered under hand,~And
26  VIII|       he saw repair~A band of soldiers from that forest shade,~
27  VIII|       the arms they wore,~For soldiers of our camp he well did
28  VIII|       they cried, to arms the soldiers ran.~And as they run, "Arm,
29    IX| obtain."~Thus he inflamed his soldiers to the fight,~And led them
30    IX|  where yonder knight~Upon our soldiers makes his bloody feast,~
31    IX|  judged by and by~Against his soldiers made this battle sore;~For
32    IX|      some part~Of these brave soldiers of mine equipage,~While
33    IX|       Sionward grew hot, ~The soldiers slain, the hardy knights
34    IX|      leave the care~Of war to soldiers, as doth best pertain:~Bid
35    IX|       his folk, but there his soldiers stayed,~And safe within
36     X|   were slain, killed were our soldiers bold,~Great helps and greater
37     X|     warfare is,~These armies, soldiers, captains are the same~Who
38     X|    and cattle store~The pined soldiers famished nigh before.~ ~
39     X|      opened all;~Then for his soldiers and his captains slain,~
40    XI|    then came two and two,~The soldiers for their guard were armed
41    XI| fights,~Called up to arms the soldiers, called the knights:~ ~
42    XI|     tumbled down,~Come, hardy soldiers, come, assault this wall,~
43    XI|    his virtue's sake,~So many soldiers this fierce couple slew,~
44    XI|       the piece, he kept with soldiers bold:~But the loud rumor,
45   XII|    forth stepped~With all his soldiers bold, the Turkish king,~
46   XII|   were,~But in their arms the soldiers both uphent,~And both lamenting
47  XIII|       Godfrey thither sent of soldiers bold,~To guard the men and
48  XIII|      toil or warlike feat~His soldiers, weak with labor, faint
49  XIII|   nights, and oft in vain~The soldiers restless sought the god
50  XIII|   still here lie~Till all his soldiers, all our armies die?~ ~
51  XIII|        With joyful shouts the soldiers on the plain,~These tokens
52   XIV|   warlike crews,~That all thy soldiers, wandered and misgone,~Heaven
53   XIV|       the deed;~With him your soldiers spoke, of jealousy~And false
54   XIV|      And as she wished so the soldiers thought~By Godfrey's practice
55    XV|      love's champions be, and soldiers blest.~ ~ LXIV~"The fields
56  XVII|   friendship hold;~Some armed soldiers sent, some gifts, some gold.~ ~
57 XVIII|       gentle grace;~The merry soldiers bout him shout and prate,~
58 XVIII|     er the tents, seen by the soldiers all;~With nimble fans the
59 XVIII|     once they give,~The hardy soldiers all would die or win,~And
60 XVIII|    that coast,~There were his soldiers best, and engines most.~ ~
61 XVIII|      the shout they and their soldiers know,~The town was entered
62   XIX|   named,~And with him all the soldiers left he led,~And gainst
63   XIX|      close fight when all the soldiers best~Shall mingled be, to
64   XIX|     land,~When lo, a troop of soldiers did appear,~Whom he descried
65   XIX|  troop which all is framed~Of soldiers old, the Immortal Squadron
66    XX|       gentle beam appear,~The soldiers armed, prest and ready lay,~
67    XX|      sword killed knights and soldiers tall.~ ~ LXXIX~It seemed