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 1   III|     she dissembled well,~And strove her love and hot desire
 2   III|  XXXVI~Tancred by this, that strove to overtake~The villain
 3   III|          XLVI~Three times he strove to view Heaven's golden
 4    IV| amber locks did shroud,~That strove to cover what it could not
 5    IV|  shone this lustful sun,~All strove to serve, to please, to
 6    VI|    heart~An hundred passions strove and ceaseless fought;~At
 7    VI|  ways,~And secret paths they strove unseen to gone,~Until the
 8   VII|    and in his troubled bosom strove~Remorse of conscience, shame,
 9   VII|  fierce would undertake,~Now strove they all who should begin
10   VII|     withhold,~These worthies strove to stop him, but in vain,~
11  VIII|      guide?"~ ~ V~An hundred strove the stranger's guide to
12    IX|     stream of grace who ever strove to swim~And all her thoughts
13    IX|    XXVII~Among the rest that strove to merit praise,~Was old
14    IX|      his blade,~Wherewith he strove, but strove therewith in
15    IX|     Wherewith he strove, but strove therewith in vain,~The Pagan'
16    IX|      XL~Meanwhile the Soldan strove his rage~To satisfy with
17    IX|  fury; strength with courage strove,~For Asia's mighty empire,
18    IX|     Yet wished they oft, and strove in vain to meet,~So great
19    XI|  power outreach,~And more he strove his grief increased the
20    XI|   down.~ ~ LXV~The folk that strove with rage and haste before~
21    XI|     about assembled been:~He strove in haste the weapon out
22    XI|     it out the wounded Pagan strove~And little leisure gave
23    XV|      visage grace and virtue strove;~Her robe seemed sometimes
24  XVII|  could in looks in voice she strove~Fierce, stern, bold, angry,
25 XVIII|     day~Rebellious night yet strove, and still repined,~For
26 XVIII|      these deadly blows they strove,~With darts that fly, with
27 XVIII|   scaldered hides~With water strove the approaching flames to
28 XVIII|    king at last withdrew,~He strove in vain their entrance there
29   XIX|     his point Prince Tancred strove and sought,~But at his breast
30   XIX|    worth with thee in talk I strove,~Thou, by my trembling fit
31    XX|     Emiren Robert the Norman strove,~Long time they fought,
32    XX|    hate, wrath, sweet desire strove in her eye,~He changed somedeal
33    XX|       kindness, in her bosom strove,~She would, she would not,
34    XX|    Altamore, this while that strove and sought~From shameful
35    XX|    foes:~To win the conquest strove his squadron stout,~Which
36    XX|  when twixt life and death I strove~My last wish, was revenge --
37    XX|     loosed and untwined:~Oft strove she, but in vain, to break
38    XX|    though she feigned scorn, strove and repined:~At last she