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 1     I|  majesty his noble countenance shone,~High were his thoughts,
 2    II|    beams this spotless Cynthia shone.~ ~ XV~But what availed
 3   III|     none that fails,~The metal shone like lightning bright in
 4   III|     crest,~About her shoulders shone her golden locks,~Like sunny
 5    IV|       from the same~Whose eyes shone erst like Titan's glorious
 6    IV|      light wherewith it always shone:~With forged lies he makes
 7    IV|        her~On every heart thus shone this lustful sun,~All strove
 8    IV|         and of shame;~Yet pity shone transparent through the
 9     V|     men think the sun of honor shone~There where the lamp of
10    VI|        Alpine clift~The virgin shone in silver arms arrayed,~
11    VI|      on heaven's bright visage shone;~His azure robe the orient
12    VI|        when swords and weapons shone~Yet none to stop their journey
13   VII|        heaven's blue face that shone~With Cynthia's self, dispeared
14   VII|       and to kings.~ ~ LIII~So shone the Pagan in bright armor
15   VII|       due~Except his helm that shone like flaming fire.~To whom
16   VII|     hail,~Now was it dark, now shone the lightning fire,~The
17  VIII|       foremost out,~His visage shone, his noble looks did flame,~
18  VIII|  naught but glistering weapons shone:~The number of the dead
19  VIII|      The signs of heavenly joy shone through his eyes,~Of Saracens
20  VIII|     the forest wide;~So Latmos shone when Phoebe left the chase,~
21  VIII|       a lamp of majesty bright shone;~He shook his golden mace,
22    IX| braving in his Turkish pomp he shone,~In purple robe, o'erfret
23    XI|       arms like rising Cynthia shone.~ ~ XXVIII~Her rattling
24  XIII|      LII~This said, his visage shone with beams divine,~And more
25  XIII|      drought,~Out of his looks shone zeal, devotion, faith,~His
26   XIV|    sapphire, there the jacinth shone,~The carbuncle there flamed,
27   XVI|      face,~Whence worthy anger shone, displeasure flamed,~His
28   XVI|        locks waved loose, face shone, eyes sparkled fire.~ ~
29  XVII|        with the clear splendor shone~Of their bright armor, purple,
30  XVII|      face her new displeasures shone,~Mixed with the native beauties
31  XVII|        and find the thing that shone so bright.~ ~ LVIII~High
32  XVII|        fell,~Whose dragon eyes shone bright with anger's spark,~
33  XVII|     LXXVIII~With manlike vigor shone her noble look,~And more
34   XIX|    wrath's fire now burnt, now shone love's flame.~ ~ LXIX~Then
35    XX|      smiled, flamed, sparkled, shone.~ ~ XXIX~Of dry topped oaks