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 1     I|          In vain 'gainst him did Hell oppose her might,~In vain
 2    II|       makes great Dis in deepest Hell to fear,~That binds and
 3    II|        huge Tiphoius loosed from hell~Again to shake heaven's
 4    IV|          Hidraort their aid from hell doth call,~And sends Armida
 5    IV|      Polyphemus blind supporteth hell,~Besides ten thousand monsters
 6    IV|         be slain,~To conquer so, hell, death, sin and the grave,~
 7    IV|       stars above, nor powers of hell,~Nor skill, nor art, nor
 8    IV|     proud as he that signoriseth hell,~In fashions wayward, and
 9    IV|         was a grief, a death, an hell almost.~ ~ LV~"My steeds
10   VII|         hid from mortal eye,~And hell's grim blackness did bright
11  VIII|       that rules both heaven and hell;~Who often doth his blessed
12    IX|        hill:~The spirits foul to hell the angels drove;~The knights
13    IX|    filled with devils, and empty hell.~ ~ XVI~The Soldan fierce,
14    IX|       with her brand, kindled in hell,~Tokened to them in David'
15    IX|          in cure,~How Satan from hell's loathsome prison sends~
16    IX|         keep.~ ~ LXVI~And toward hell their lazy wings display,~
17   XII|       death about my bed repair,~Hell gapeth wide to swallow up
18   XII|      myself I fear,~Yet still my hell within myself I bear.~ ~
19   XII|       bridle thy fond desire,~At hell's wide gate vain sorrow
20   XII|          The guides to death, to hell, and endless pain."~ ~ LXXXIX~
21  XIII|       devils that lie in deepest hell~And rend with torments damned
22  XIII|        wend,~Although to deepest hell the paths descend."~ ~ XXVI~
23  XIII|        woe,~Distress and danger, hell's infernal power~Their enemy
24   XIV|       help of devil, or aid from hell,~I do this uncouth work
25   XVI|          that the fiery gates of hell had won~And heaven upheld;
26   XVI|    deepest part,~Not heaven, nor hell, can shield him from my
27   XVI| blustered big on every hill,~And hell to roar under her feet begun,~
28   XVI|       dreadful light,~Kindled in hell by Tisiphone the mad;~Vanished
29 XVIII|          s court, the air seemed hell,~Therein such monsters roar,
30 XVIII|       which nine times compassed hell~Some of the liquor hot he
31 XVIII|          Which trouble make deep hell and all her flock,~Now trembled
32 XVIII|         damned souls, to deepest hell down borne~Far from the
33   XIX|        in their speech is death, hell in their smile;~At last
34    XX|        me this strange plague to hell:~Love, stay behind, come