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 1     I| fictions light I mix with truth divine,~And fill these lines with
 2     I| Appeared the angel in his shape divine,~Whose glory far obscured
 3     I|      breasts do fry?~With grace divine the hermit's talk infuse,~
 4     I|      merry mornings at the mass divine,~And horrid helms high on
 5    II|         bliss of marriage rites divine,~With her he would have
 6   III|      Thou wilt procure its help Divine, so reaps~He that sows godly
 7    VI|        joined in marriage rites divine:~Lastly high place of honor
 8   VII|         at hand unseen was help divine,~Which saves when worldly
 9  VIII|     their dark souls with light divine,~Repress their rage, by
10     X|         we ride,~But Providence Divine thus for us wrought,~Rinaldo,
11     X|         angels pure, and saints divine,~And there he learned of
12    XI|     dear,~I yield to follow thy divine advice,~And while the princes
13    XI|       kept him, went and sought~Divine dictamnum, out of Ida wood,~
14    XI|         Lydia than,~And panaces divine therein he threw,~The cunning
15    XI|       plain tokens are~Of grace divine which to thy help applies,~
16  XIII|         visage shone with beams divine,~And more than mortal was
17  XIII|        zeal! who trusts in help divine~The world's afflictions
18   XIV|        it silver pure, and gold divine.~ ~ XXXIX~And all his banks
19    XV|       waves and locks, her eyes divine,~From them ashamed did she
20   XVI|         Xenocrates, gainst love divine;~O heavens, O gods! why
21  XVII|    heart unworthy is, shootress divine,~Of thine artillery to feel
22  XVII|        to him revealed by grace divine,~By him to me declared,
23 XVIII|        dark; that earthly, this divine.~ ~ XIII~Thus to himself
24 XVIII|        flew,~Innumerable, pure, divine and clear;~A battle round
25   XIX|     revived, with those showers divine~Awaked, and opened his lips
26    XX|        the same were Providence divine~That made him leave the