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 1     I|        Christian host;~O sin, O shame, O Greece accurst alone!~
 2     I|   Orpheus of thy Minois, Arthur shame~To boast of Lancelot, or
 3    II|      miscreant more to feel his shame.~ ~ XI~But when the angry
 4    II|      her hardiment,~From maiden shame yet was she loth to swerve:~
 5    II|      That boldness, shamefaced; shame had made her bold.~ ~ XVIII~
 6    IV|          and blush sometime for shame,~In seeming truth thy lies
 7    IV|      fears,~It seemed a bashful shame her speeches stayed,~At
 8    IV|         work, such pity were my shame."~ ~ LXX~At this the princess
 9    IV|      her looks of anger, and of shame;~Yet pity shone transparent
10     V|         him he would the office shame,~Let it suffice, he durst
11     V|        Although he swelled with shame, with grief and ire~To see
12     V|        might hide his haste and shame,~He rode in post, and let
13    VI|        horse, and waxed red for shame,~The fight was his, but
14    VI|     wise,~And will revenge this shame, or die in field."~The great
15    VI|        he, "thy conquest is thy shame,~What praise? what honor
16    VI|     heart~Wound upon wound, and shame on shame espieth,~Desire
17    VI|        upon wound, and shame on shame espieth,~Desire of vengeance
18    VI|         armed foes, to seek thy shame.~O fool, a woman conquers
19    VI|         love is neither sin nor shame.~ ~ LXXIV~"Go then, go,
20    VI|      her strength restrained by shame or fear.~ ~ LXXXIII~"Alas,
21    VI|         his powers she fears no shame nor scorn,~Tell him thus
22   VII|    Christian knights so full of shame and ire~Returned back, with
23   VII|      answered, blushing red for shame,~"Cursed apostate, and ungracious
24   VII|   strove~Remorse of conscience, shame, disdain and love.~ ~ XLI~
25   VII|          my fault, mine endless shame."~ ~ L~While those high
26   VII|        trusted not,~Blushed for shame, yet silent still abide;~
27   VII|        great peril, fear exiled shame.~ ~  LX~The angry duke their
28   VII|          he could not bear this shame:~For fire of courage brighter
29   VII|      were you know,~And greater shame, if his victorious foe~Should
30   VII|  breaking faith, to his eternal shame.~Godfrey, whose careful
31  VIII|   threatened late with words of shame and pride,~Whose hands so
32  VIII|        what Godfrey saith,~With shame and fear their bashful looks
33     X|       bones bear witness of thy shame and scorn!~And wilt thou
34     X|         what to thee belongs~My shame, my loss, my vengeance or
35     X|      teen,~On that sad book his shame and loss he lead,~Ah, with
36     X|         town from ruin, us from shame!~With that same Godfrey
37   XII|       or thrust in vain.~ ~ LVI~Shame bred desire a sharp revenge
38   XII|         taken gave new cause of shame:~So that with haste and
39   XII|       Thou instrument of death, shame and despite,~Why should'
40  XIII|     great, now greater made his shame.~ ~ XXX~Godfredo called
41   XIV|        toil and travel, sin and shame in bed:~His arms he took,
42   XIV|       and all, as low~As he for shame could see, or she could
43   XIV|       case,~That with the sight shame and disdain may move~His
44   XVI|         contend, love, courage, shame and ire;~Oft looked he back,
45   XVI|      world, buried in sloth and shame,~A carpet champion for a
46   XVI|      ill-ashamed;~But when that shame to just disdain gave place,~
47   XVI|        to thy loss, more to thy shame and grief,~I thee inchanted,
48   XVI|    ypend,~Let both the fame and shame thereof now die,~From all
49   XVI|       gods! why do these men of shame,~Thus spoil your temples
50   XVI|        she cast,~Till grief and shame to wrath gave place at last.~ ~
51   XVI|      regard of honor; farewell, shame.~ ~ LXXIII~"Nor let mine
52   XVI|        youth, and I cast off my shame,~His be the fault, if aught
53 XVIII|       Dudon late did guide,~"Oh shame," quoth he, "this wall no
54   XIX|       bit his lip for scorn and shame,~Nor longer stood on points
55   XIX|  modesty farewell, and farewell shame,~Why hope you restless love
56   XIX|       the bridle of respect and shame,~ ~ XCVIII~"And caused me
57    XX|       for spite and blushed for shame,~Forward he rushed, and
58    XX|       and would at once requite~Shame with disgrace, and with
59    XX|     vengeance; wrath his heart; shame filled his face;~He looked
60    XX|      Raymond requites his loss, shame, hurt and all,~And with
61    XX|   champion led~To take revenge; shame, grief, for vengeance call;~
62    XX|      and swelled with scorn and shame,~The duke with speeches
63    XX| helpless prove.~"There lie with shame," she says, "disgraced,
64    XX|        end my love. my life, my shame.~Yet let not thy false hand