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 1    II|        was steel,~Pommel, rich stone; hilt gold; approved by
 2   III|     his armed fist~Breaks down stone walls, when rams and engines
 3    VI|        rock he standeth still,~Stone cold without; within, burnt
 4   VII|       fountain from the living stone,~That poured down clear
 5  VIII|    powers within deluded were,~Stone still he quiet lay, yet
 6  VIII|       fair with pearl and rich stone,~His hands were naked, and
 7    IX|    meanwhile to ruin stick and stone~Of this fair town, with
 8    IX|         o'erfret with gold and stone.~ ~ LXXXIII~The hardy boy,
 9    IX|       angry course~To bite the stone which had him hit before.~
10     X|     eye could view;~And yet no stone from engine cast or sling~
11     X|  hollow cave was in the craggy stone,~Wrought out by hand a number
12     X|     seat adorned with gold and stone,~And Ismen sage did at his
13    XI|      engines wrought~To cast a stone, a quarry, or a dart,~From
14    XI|    last upon him fell a mighty stone,~As from some engine great
15    XI|    doth thunder,~What lime and stone such puissance could abide?~
16    XI|     his footing lost,~A mighty stone upon the worthy lights,~
17   XII| wrought,~But built of polished stone, and thereon laid~The lively
18   XIV|        with pearl and precious stone~Like stars in sky or lamps
19    XV|      pray to beasts, some to a stone or tree,~Some to the earth,
20   XVI|      great a work was left one stone.~ ~ LXIX~As oft the clouds
21  XVII|        armor, purple, gold and stone.~ ~ XXX~Mongst these Alarco
22  XVII|   chariot bright with precious stone,~Her gown tucked up, and
23 XVIII|      dart, or throw a shaft or stone;~But framed of pines and
24 XVIII|       thunderbolt seemed every stone, it brake~His limbs and
25 XVIII|        shun,~Out fled a mighty stone, late half a rock,~Which
26 XVIII|   still wider go,~Moved with a stone calm water circleth so.~ ~
27   XIX|      trees, of gold and marble stone;~Now not so rich, yet strong
28   XIX|      post.~ ~ XXXVII~No marble stone, no metal strong outbore~
29   XIX|     your city, not in lime and stone;~Your king is safe, and
30    XX|    impresses, colors, gold and stone,~Against the sunbeams smiled,
31    XX|       man new turned to marble stone,~All lances broke, unsheathed
32    XX|      breasts to you are marble stone,~Dare you then pierce a