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 1     I|   winter might them shend,~They drew to holds, and coming spring
 2     I|      rest his wearied side,~And drew him near a silver stream
 3    II|     answer given, Argantes wild drew nar,~Trembling for ire,
 4   III|     broke his precious sword he drew,~And whom he hit, he felled,
 5    IV|         to expire where first I drew my breath.~ ~ LI~"I feared
 6    IV|        almost.~ ~ LV~"My steeds drew on the burden of my limbs,~
 7    IV|    still my locks, my thoughts, drew back as fast,~So fare the
 8    IV|       LXXVII~This forged plaint drew forth unfeigned tears~From
 9     V|    naught did fear,~But bravely drew his little-helping blade,~
10     V|   Called by the tumult, Godfrey drew him near,~And there beheld
11     V|        LIV~This said, he softly drew the knight aside~Where none
12     V|       aid implore;~At last they drew them, and the foremost taken~
13     V|       word his cutting sword he drew,~That glittered bright,
14     V| messenger, while thus he mused, drew near,~All soiled with dust
15   VII|     what path to ride,~And time drew near when he again must
16   VII|  greater might, before Godfredo drew,~ ~ LXII~And gravely said, "
17   VII|       the champions brave:~They drew, and read the first whereon
18   VII|     weapon keen.~ ~ CIV~Raymond drew forth the shaft, as much
19  VIII|      and bushes scant my legs I drew~Till underneath a heap of
20  VIII|       his eyes at last when day drew near.~Yet slept he not,
21    IX|          The watch stert up and drew their weapons bright,~And
22    IX|        And boldly, over-boldly, drew his blade,~Wherewith he
23    IX|        thither hie,~And thither drew eke many a Paynim knight,~
24    IX|        him his foot~He set, and drew his sword and life both
25     X|        heaps in solid thickness drew,~The chariot hiding and
26    XI|       mighty bow Clorinda often drew,~And many a sharp and deadly
27   XII|     maid and he with sober pace~Drew back, and to the banks themselves
28   XII|      one of them, and close her drew~Amid the press that none
29   XII|       whet,~And either champion drew a trenchant blade,~Together
30   XII|     haste,~With mickle pain, he drew forth of his bed,~And scant
31   XII|         love and courage strong~Drew forth his limbs, weak, feeble,
32  XIII|     compassion, fear.~ ~ XLI~He drew his sword at last, and gave
33  XIII|      Moses cleft and brast,~And drew forth flowing streams of
34   XIV|  stopped and stood, before them drew~An aged sire, grave and
35   XIV|    lords and princes thence she drew;~You know she turned them
36   XIV|     coach which two old dragons drew,~She laid the sleeping knight,
37    XV|   assured pace:~ ~ XLIX~Charles drew forth his brand to strike
38   XVI|    coach which two old serpents drew,~Sate down, and as she used,
39 XVIII|         wise, wary, not unkind,~Drew forth his sword and from
40 XVIII|         wall without resistance drew,~For that strong penticle
41   XIX|       his latest hour which now drew nigh,~Illustrate with his
42   XIX|         his blow no blood forth drew,~But on the front with that
43   XIX|        way soe'er they went and drew,~They spoiled the land,
44    XX|     broke, the hardy dame forth drew~With her strong hand a fine
45    XX|       scape withouten blow,~One drew his sword, another couched
46    XX|     curtlax trim~His right hand drew, nor for more arms he stood~
47    XX|         prolonged, enlarged and drew,~And then, as he that set
48    XX|    cried to the Duke as near he drew,~"Behold of thy strong hand