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 1     I|     first his foot he set,~And shook his wings with rory May
 2   III|       when his power and might~Shook down the pillar of Cassanoe'
 3   III|      the corpse disdained,~But shook his sword with blood of
 4   III|        looked Rinaldo, when he shook his crest~Before those walls,
 5    VI|        sturdy was,~That he nor shook, nor staggered in his sell,~
 6    VI|       mart."~Tancred for anger shook his noble head,~So was he
 7   VII|   Rambaldo's ears did fill,~He shook for fear and looked pale
 8   VII|        mood,~Above his head he shook his naked blade,~And gainst
 9  VIII|    looked pale for dread, some shook for fear,~Only our noble
10  VIII|       majesty bright shone;~He shook his golden mace, wherewith
11  VIII|      would have thought it? -- shook~For fear and terror, conquered
12    IX|    wings himself did bear,~And shook his lance, and thus at last
13     X|        his wounds upbound,~And shook ripe dates down from a palm
14    XI|      poignant steel a lance he shook,~No casting engine with
15  XIII|     fearful thought.~ ~ XXV~He shook his head, and smiling thus
16    XV| courage lost,~When Lord Ubaldo shook his charming wand.~No other
17 XVIII|       that thundered, and this shook;~Blustered the tempests
18 XVIII|    limbs with feeble eild~That shook, unwieldy with their proper
19   XIX|       light lance that tree he shook and tossed,~And bruised
20   XIX|        LXXIII~Lord Tisiphernes shook his head, and said,~"Oh,
21    XX|      lances stick,~Their hands shook swords, their slings held
22    XX|      so well assail:~The Pagan shook for spite and blushed for