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 1    II|    Their weapon, faith; their fortress, was the grave;~They had
 2   III|       should the Pagan vile a fortress want~To shroud his coward
 3    VI|       cowards die within this fortress strong.~ ~ V~"Yet never
 4   VII|  course with speed he bent,~A fortress stately built at last they
 5  VIII|    way,~To Byzance old, chief fortress of that land,~There the
 6  VIII|     live~This hardy champion, fortress of our faith,~Strucken he
 7  VIII|      went,~For to assault the fortress he intended~Before the second
 8    XI|   their breasts to save their fortress dear.~ ~ LIX~But that which
 9    XI|      them his hope to win the fortress laid;~Then to the tower
10   XII|  grave,~But of quick love the fortress and the hold,~Still in my
11   XVI|      labyrinth they made that fortress brave,~Like Daedal's prison,
12 XVIII|      did undertake~To build a fortress huge, to which was none~
13 XVIII|     scale the bulwark of this fortress high,~Through sweat and
14 XVIII|       in the air up clomb the fortress tall,~Higher than house,
15   XIX| rueful eyes,~Argantes gan the fortress won to view;~Tancred his
16   XIX|    rock,~Thyself, within this fortress safe uplock:~ ~ XL~"For
17   XIX|  uplock:~ ~ XL~"For well this fortress shall thee and thy crown~
18   XIX|       sent his folk up to the fortress high,~To shun the furious
19   XIX|       heart, my breast's weak fortress won,~Which creeping through
20   XIX|      not, delay and keep this fortress still.~ ~ CXXIX~"But lest
21    XX|    more, no more, within~This fortress stay, come follow, die or
22    XX|       That made him leave the fortress he possessed,~For that the
23    XX|      victors pass,~And so the fortress won and conquered was.~ ~
24    XX|    daylight served him to the fortress won~With his victorious