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 1     I|   Tirrhene main~There woos the hills, hills woo the valleys plain.~ ~
 2     I|     main~There woos the hills, hills woo the valleys plain.~ ~
 3   III|     tops of Sion's towers, the hills and dales,~And saw the dust
 4   III|    Hierusalem is seated on two hills~Of height unlike, and turned
 5   III|        imbarred with crags and hills,~The rest is easy, scant
 6    IV|          XXXI~Her breasts, two hills o'erspread with purest snow,~
 7     V|      unto Inde,~From Cynthia's hills and Nilus' unknown spring~
 8     V|   scorn always,~And vanquished hills, and seas, with heat and
 9    VI| Promised herself mountains and hills of gold;~Yet were her thoughts
10   VII|       Twixt Caucasus and Atlas hills extended;~With it the lord'
11  VIII|        Itself among the steepy hills which hideth,~Through it
12  VIII|       fight,~Which exiled, the hills and public ways~He filled
13    IX|        got,~The empty air, the hills and valleys filled,~Hearting
14     X|  doffed,~But all day long o'er hills and dales doth ride:~But
15    XI|      called of olive trees the hills which hide,~A mountain known
16    XI|    strong by site,~With mighty hills defenced from foreign rage,~
17   XII|       he worship win,~Over the hills the nymph her journey dight~
18   XII|       some beast hath from the hills descend,~And on her tender
19  XIII|    fleet,~Some nimbly run o'er hills and valleys light,~A wicked
20  XIII|      could renew~The steadfast hills and seas dry up to naught~
21   XIV|     flew,~The fleeting balm on hills and dales she shed,~With
22   XVI|        flowerets new,~Sunshiny hills, dales hid from Phoebus'
23  XVII|      Sometimes the floods, the hills, or mountains steep,~Whose
24  XVII|      The tents, the towns, the hills and dales descries,~Through
25 XVIII|       cry,~A cry the dales and hills about that flied;~Then Godfrey
26 XVIII|   rides~On a swift steed, o'er hills and dales that glides.~ ~
27 XVIII|        Trembled the walls, the hills and mountains quake.~ ~
28 XVIII|  joyful, loud, and shrill.~The hills resound, the echo showereth
29   XIX|        underneath the unburied hills up-piled~Of bodies dead,
30    XX|     Which raised the dust, for hills and valleys broad~That host