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 1    II|     that judge that quits each soul his hire,~For his name suffer,
 2   III|    flowed here, to cleanse the soul amiss~Of sinful men, behold
 3   III|    grave the skies~Are for thy soul the cradle and the nest,~
 4    IV|       horror, fear my fainting soul did kill,~For so my mind
 5     V|     man's frail body flies~The soul take keep, or know the things
 6     V|       A double way to his weak soul was made;~His bloody sword
 7     V|    Within his breast his wiser soul divined~Some hard mishap
 8    VI|      gesture such his troubled soul declared,~At last as marble
 9    VI|        Her idle brain unto her soul presented~Death in an hundred
10    VI|       had made;~Then should my soul in rest and quiet slide~
11    VI|       comforts it my heart, my soul, my thought?~Through heaven'
12    VI|        Thus parleyed she, poor soul, and never feared~The sudden
13   VII|      suffered long what did my soul displease;~But when my youth
14   VII|     kill~Which in her troubled soul bred such dissension;~After
15  VIII|      neglect,~Wherein so noble soul did lately dwell~To which
16  VIII|      words of theirs in many a soul renewed~The sweet remembrance
17  VIII|  bright wilderness,~Sleep, the soul's rest, and ease of careful
18    IX|    tumbled on the mould,~Whose soul, out squeezed from his bruised
19     X|         Ravished with zeal his soul approached near~The seat
20    XI|     Your happy life is spirit, soul, and breath~Of all this
21   XII|   glory take this breath."~"My soul and more," quoth she, "thy
22   XII|         Her husband's troubled soul alike torment,~The tide
23   XII|        can endure,~But save my soul, baptism I dying crave,~
24   XII|     But when he saw her gentle soul was went,~His manly courage
25   XII| strived,~Had followed her fair soul but lately fled~Had not
26   XII|     which token was~His feeble soul had not her flight yet take:~
27   XII|        Thine be the thanks, my soul thou madest flit~At unawares
28   XII|       XCVIII~"For if her happy soul her eye doth bend~On that
29   XIV|      My spirit pure, and naked soul, you see,~A citizen of this
30   XIV|     grace, by baptism, hath my soul restored.~ ~ XLII~"Nor yet
31   XIV|   baptism brought,~And from my soul had washed the sin and crime,~
32   XVI| Wherewith he sighed, as if his soul had fled~From his frail
33   XVI|       a bitter echo made;~Poor soul, of greater skill than she
34   XVI|      leavest me here:~My angry soul discharged from this weak
35  XVII|       me present,~That gift my soul shall please, my heart content:~ ~
36 XVIII|        it light,~That life and soul it did not only take~But
37   XIX|         my sense, my heart, my soul almost.~ ~ XCIII~"Through
38   XIX|     Mine was the body, his the soul and mind,~He gave the cage
39   XIX|        yet if thou live,~Sweet soul, still in his breast, my
40   XIX|      woe and pain,~Ere my weak soul from this frail body fleet,~
41    XX|    castle where man's life and soul do bide;~The cruel sword
42    XX|   disdain,~And with my wronged soul forever dwell;~Or else with