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 1    IV|       At last he left me with a troubled grace,~Through which transparent
 2    VI|      hill,~His gesture such his troubled soul declared,~At last as
 3    VI|        might,~But she alone her troubled forehead cleared,~And on
 4    VI|        For in the secret of her troubled thought,~A doubtful combat,
 5   VII|       fancies kill~Which in her troubled soul bred such dissension;~
 6   VII|     hath;~He feared, and in his troubled bosom strove~Remorse of
 7  VIII|       fury, rage, and wrath his troubled heart:~The man awaked, and
 8    IX|        musing stand,~And in his troubled thought this question tossed,~
 9     X|       And rode revolving in his troubled thought~What course to take,
10     X|        For full of marvel is my troubled heart,~Tell then and leave
11     X|    Rinaldo's death~Out of their troubled hearts, the fear had rased;~
12   XII|         jealousy,~Her husband's troubled soul alike torment,~The
13   XII|         shades, dark night, and troubled air~In grisly forms her
14   XIV|       fled likewise, and in his troubled thought,~With wonder, pleasure;
15   XIV|      sight,~And tumbling in the troubled stream took keep~How the
16    XV| wondrous boat scant touched the troubled main~But all the sea still,
17   XVI|        might you see within his troubled look,~Strive and contend,
18   XVI|       they had passed all those troubled ways,~The garden sweet spread
19 XVIII|        turned, amazed to see it troubled so,~Like sudden brooks increased
20 XVIII|    bright as shining glass,~The troubled Pagans saw, and seeing feared,~
21    XX|      mad, the ranks disordered, troubled, broke.~ ~ XXXV~All these,
22    XX|        bear,~But fled away, and troubled in the chase~Their ranks