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 1     I|      the winds, the clouds, the air,~And over seas and earth
 2     I|      breathing from the cooling air.~On her at gaze his longing
 3    IV|         This said, to shapeless air unseen she glides.~ ~  L~"
 4     V|        some to fight:~The empty air a sound confused did feel~
 5    VI|      sweet methinketh blows the air,~How comforts it my heart,
 6   VII|    blade,~And gainst the subtle air vain battle made.~ ~ LIV~"
 7   VII|       fertile kind,~Against the air casts up her head aloft~
 8   VII|          And through the subtle air did singing pass,~It hit
 9  VIII|  weariness, no storms of sea or air,~No such contents as crowns
10  VIII|  pinched was~With night's sharp air, heaven's frost and earth'
11    IX|    hides,~And then to shapeless air unseen she glides.~ ~ XII~
12    IX|     northern blast,~The sea and air to neither is resigned,~
13    IX|        s prisons got,~The empty air, the hills and valleys filled,~
14    IX|       all he wrought,~Above the air, the fire, the sea and ground,~
15    IX|         to infect the earth and air;~To darken heaven's fair
16     X|  praised his words, and for the air~His late received wounds
17     X|       mouthfuls eat.~ ~ XVI~The air about them round, a wondrous
18     X|    light, and nothing clear the air;~Out of the hollow cave
19     X|     clear, and wholsome was the air,~High trees, sweet meadows,
20    XI|        humble song the yielding air doth beat,~"Lastly, together
21    XI|        swarms of bees,~Move the air, and there each other crossed:~
22    XI|        took,~It whistled in the air, the fearless knight~Opposed
23   XII|       skies, through clouds and air.~ ~ XL~"Hear then my joy,
24   XII|        dark night, and troubled air~In grisly forms her slaughter
25  XIII|        Hear, you amid the empty air that dwell~And storms and
26  XIII|        come,~Such as in sparsed air their biding make,~And thousands
27  XIII|      silent lies,~Still was the air, the rack nor came nor went,~
28  XIII|      laid, and gathered fresher air~To cool the burning in his
29  XIII|     they win~That breathe forth air and scalding fire suck in.~ ~
30  XIII|   wandering still,~Trembled the air, the earth and ocean quake,~
31   XIV|       forms in sea, in earth or air,~The signs in heaven, the
32   XIV|   Naught in his folded arms but air and wind.~ ~ VII~Lord Hugo
33   XIV|       hill,~And there in liquid air myself disport,~There Mars
34   XIV|        framed or wrought,~Fire, air, sea, earth, man, beast,
35   XIV|     breath from cool and gentle air.~ ~ LX~"A rumbling sound
36   XIV| threatening sky, nor thundering air,~This wisdom is, good life,
37   XIV|       of silver sweat,~And cool air gathered with a trembling
38   XIV|        Fortunate, for temperate air and mould,~There in a mountain
39   XIV|      shall conduct you swift as air or wind,~Or that flit bird
40    XV|        pass,~A gentle breathing air made even and plain~The
41    XV|      birds securely through the air,~And mounting up behold
42    XV|   repine to die,~Whose life, is air; breath, wind; and body,
43    XV|         but scant well wrought,~Air wholesome, temperate sun,
44    XV|      sea, that earth, or liquid air could give,~And in the crystal
45   XVI|        flies thence through the air.~ ~ ~ I~The palace great
46   XVI|      imitator art:~Mild was the air, the skies were clear as
47   XVI|     golden Iris so bends in the air~Her twenty-colored bow,
48   XVI|        Pale were his beams, the air was nothing glad,~And all
49   XVI|       of castles great~Amid the air, that little time do last,~
50 XVIII|         and with them burn sea, air, and land.~ ~  XIV~Thus
51 XVIII|        forehead gently blew~The air, that balm and nardus breathed
52 XVIII|       seemed Pluto's court, the air seemed hell,~Therein such
53 XVIII|         heavens grew clear, the air waxed calm and still,~The
54 XVIII|        nimble fans the yielding air she rent,~Nor seemed it
55 XVIII|       Alone, and hanging in the air, withstands:~ ~ LXXVIII~
56 XVIII|      vapors warm from scorching air down rain.~ ~ LXXXIV~There
57 XVIII|      flock,~Now trembled is the air, the golden sun~His fearful
58 XVIII|     appeared;~ ~ XCI~Far in the air up clomb the fortress tall,~
59 XVIII|       up thine eyes, and in the air behold~The sacred armies,
60    XX|   shrill, that thundered in the air,~Were music mild and sweet