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 1    II|  scabbard sheathe that famous blade,~Till settled by thy kingdom,
 2    II|   spear, and draw thy flaming blade,~And try if hunger so be
 3   III|      owners, for Lord Dudon's blade~Cleft Corban's head, and
 4   III|   behold, this bloody reeking blade~Last night was given me
 5     V|       drew his little-helping blade,~And valiant show of strong
 6     V|     once or twice his furious blade;~Down fell the hapless prince
 7    VI|       when the Pagan lift his blade,~The stroke a wound in her
 8    VI| though pierced with his cruel blade,~The bloody weapon in my
 9    VI|     brother chased with naked blade~Clorinda's self, or else
10   VII|     rage, now with his trusty blade,~Against his blows he good
11   VII|    down, he took his helpless blade~In both his hands, which
12   VII|   upon his thigh he tied,~The blade was old and tough, of temper
13   VII|       head he shook his naked blade,~And gainst the subtle air
14   VII|      the skies,~Down fell the blade in pieces on the mould;~
15   VII|     would have said, "another blade,"~When in his heart a better
16   VII|      Argantes with his single blade:~ ~ CXII~The strokes of
17   VII|     hail, and deadly wounding blade,~Upon their shoulders smote
18  VIII|  precious brand~That so brave blade unused should remain;~But
19  VIII|      must die.~Here, take the blade, and with it haste thee
20  VIII|   late cut off with murdering blade,~The face was fair and young,
21    IX|  rampire and their wall;~This blade, as scythes cut down the
22    IX| boldly, over-boldly, drew his blade,~Wherewith he strove, but
23    IX|     The Turk upon him gan his blade discharge,~He cleft his
24    IX|      fight, aloft he cast~His blade, prepared to strike, and
25    IX|      armed head his trenchant blade he blest,~And those thick
26    IX|     ribs colored somedeal her blade.~ ~ LXXIII~Lord Guelpho
27    IX|   tears to shed;~But with his blade on Argillano flew,~And cleft
28    IX|       cut, so blunted was the blade~It lost the use for which
29    XI|    was girded with this noble blade,~For Christ's true faith
30   XII|      my head shaked a flaming blade,~He said, 'I charge thee
31   XII|     champion drew a trenchant blade,~Together ran they, and
32   XII|        Through which my cruel blade this flood-gate rove,~Your
33 XVIII|    and safe and easy with his blade,~To all that after came,
34   XIX|     both let fall his weighty blade.~Tancred to ward his blow
35   XIX|   thrust and thrust again his blade,~And through his ventil
36   XIX|     had I liberty to use this blade,~Who slow, who weakest is,
37    XX|     hand a fine and trenchant blade,~And gainst the Persians
38    XX|    down on live, for whom his blade~Had speared, the same cast
39    XX|     drove back with his sharp blade,~That sure and safe he lay,
40    XX|       went, Adrastus with his blade~Forestalled the way, and