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 1     I|       Tancred he saw his life's joy set at naught,~So woe-begone
 2     I|     their grain,~Poor ploughmen joy when thunders promise rain.~ ~
 3     I|        welcome him and his with joy and feast;~On him they smile,
 4     I|      tidings though they no way joy us,~This secret rumor whispered
 5     I|       They laugh, we weep; they joy while we lament;~And more,
 6    II|        them dwelt, her parents' joy and pleasure,~A maid, whose
 7    II|   fairness, no grace could win;~Joy, comfort, hope, the virgin
 8    II|      left pale death behind,~To joy the bliss of marriage rites
 9    II|      prays thee be contented~To joy in peace the conquests thou
10    II|      perish such,~Have cause to joy, or to complain too much.~ ~
11    II|          And he in peace, rest, joy, long more may reign."~ ~
12    II|          But well you show what joy you take in fight,~Which
13   III|         from their hearts, with joy and pleasure mixed;~For
14   III|        fears,~Fear on devotion, joy on faith is fixed:~Such
15   III|      kest,~The Pagans shout for joy, and hopeful said,~Those
16   III|         that sows godly sorrow, joy by heaps.~ ~ LXX~"For if
17    IV| helpless lie,~Hopeless again to joy our former bliss,~And more,
18    IV|    encamped lay,~She smiled for joy, but well dissembled that,~
19    IV|         born to die~And dead to joy, that live in care and woe,~
20    IV|        dolorous,~And smiled for joy, that Phoebus blushed to
21    IV|     twixt frost and fire,~Twixt joy and grief, twixt hope and
22     V|        shined!~Their looks with joy; thoughts swelled with secret
23     V|         telleth every one,~What joy her thoughts in his arrival
24    VI|    champion bide,~His face with joy, his eyes with gladness
25    VI|       combat's doubtful end~Her joy, her comfort, hope and life
26    VI|      for the deed,~Suppose what joy, what comfort shalt thou
27    VI|       dear,~That my content, my joy, my comfort were."~ ~ CVI~
28   VII|     writ.~ ~ LXXI~His name with joy and mighty shouts they bless;~
29  VIII|     hand,~The signs of heavenly joy shone through his eyes,~
30  VIII|        dear,~To live in endless joy forever blest,~His funeral
31    IX|         beauty, and resumed her joy.~ ~ LXVII~But not for this
32     X|     upstart~And said, "Oh how I joy thy face to view,~My noble
33     X|     fear had rased;~In all this joy yet Godfrey smiled uneath.~
34   XII|        on height,~The tears for joy upon his cheeks down pour.~"
35   XII|         husband's pleasure,~Her joy, her peace, her will, her
36   XII|        how in peace and war, in joy and teen,~I have your servant,
37   XII|        air.~ ~ XL~"Hear then my joy, my hope, my darling, hear,~
38   XII|       friendly wind!~ ~ LIX~Why joy'st thou, wretch? Oh, what
39   XII|        The nymph to heaven with joy herself prepared;~And as
40   XII|        dwelt late all love, all joy, all good?~My fury left
41   XII|         blest;~There in eternal joy, eternal light,~Thou shalt
42   XII|         from sigh,~And with new joy, new comfort left her knight.~ ~
43   XIV|          With wonder, pleasure; joy, with marvel fought.~ ~
44   XIV|         let your happy souls in joy possess~The ivory castles
45   XIV|      heart doth bring~To sudden joy, whence laughter vain doth
46    XV|      the rocks, that seemed for joy to weep,~Before their feet
47    XV|      sorrows past, here is that joy and bliss~That flourished
48    XV| Numbered with those that of her joy partakes:~But first within
49   XVI|      war, peace, hope, despair, joy, fear,~Of smiles, jests,
50   XVI|     knowledge from her thus her joy conveyed,~This wist she
51   XVI|     such peace, such rest,~Such joy, such comfort, as thou leavest
52  XVII|     loud up went,~With noise of joy and sound of instrument.~ ~
53  XVII|      And while this mirth, this joy and feast doth last,~Armida
54 XVIII|       came,~To welcome him with joy that brings me woe:~Put
55 XVIII|      cut my tree, this forest's joy and pride,~Put up thy sword,
56 XVIII|         down borne~Far from the joy and light celestial,~The
57 XVIII|     town they fight,~And of thy joy and conquest will partake:~
58 XVIII|        shines,~Earth laughs for joy, the streams forbear their
59   XIX|    sweet revenge it lives,~Such joy, such ease, desired vengeance
60   XIX|      provide,~And pity wept for joy to see that deed,~For with
61    XX|       CXIX~But when the Pagan's joy and comfort fled,~It seemed