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1 III| assault the town.~ ~ ~ I~The purple morning left her crimson 2 III| life, whose streams were purple blood~That flowed here, 3 III| through her amber hair~The purple drops down railed bloody 4 III| See Godfrey there, in purple clad and gold,~His stately 5 IV| throne possess,~Clothed in purple, crowned with burnished 6 VIII| found ease:~But when the purple morning night bereaves~Of 7 IX| LXXIV~Meanwhile the purple morning peeped o'er~The 8 IX| Turkish pomp he shone,~In purple robe, o'erfret with gold 9 X| crowned with gold, and all in purple clad~Sate the sad king, 10 XI| herb is rough, and bears a purple flower,~And in his budding 11 XII| and edges sharp embay~In purple blood, whereso they hit 12 XII| his face, his wounds, a purple flood~Did from each side 13 XIII| they were of flesh, the purple blood~At every blow streams 14 XIII| donned a gite in deepest purple dyed,~His sanguine beams 15 XVI| hard, young and sour,~There purple ripe, and nectar sweet forth 16 XVI| party-colored plumes' and purple bill,~A wondrous bird among 17 XVII| shone~Of their bright armor, purple, gold and stone.~ ~ XXX~ 18 XVII| He marked his speech, a purple blush did fill~His guilty 19 XVIII| XV~Thus prayed he, with purple wings upflew~In golden weed 20 XVIII| fled,~And on the walls the purple Cross dispread:~ ~ C~About 21 XIX| art, bore sway.~ ~ XX~The purple drops from Tancred's sides 22 XIX| that white, that blue, this purple was,~And hears strange tongues, 23 XIX| His body armed and clad in purple weed,~Two pages bore his 24 XIX| fair cheek where is the purple red,~And forehead's whiteness? 25 XX| his cheek smiled youth's purple beams,~And in his gait, 26 XX| XVII~"Their captain clad in purple, armed in gold,~That seems 27 XX| and flow through all the purple field,~There of sad death 28 XX| although his field~Of azure purple now and sanguine shows,~