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 1     I| tyrant erst, but now his fell engine~His graver are did somewhat
 2    II|    and our goods:~This is our engine, towers that overthrows,~
 3     X|   view;~And yet no stone from engine cast or sling~Could pierce
 4    XI|    mighty stone,~As from some engine great it had been shot,~
 5    XI|       The weights behind, the engine tumbled down~And battered
 6    XI|       to what part soe'er the engine bends,~Their sacks of wool
 7    XI|    that some blood the cursed engine got,~Blood of some valiant
 8    XI|  which to his campward lay~An engine huge and wondrous he addressed,~
 9    XI|        Ran thither, this huge engine to withstand:~ ~ L~With
10    XI|    lance he shook,~No casting engine with such force throws out~
11    XI|       should ride,~The maimed engine could no further wend,~The
12   XII|  temper make,~That this great engine burn to ashes may;~Haply
13   XII|  undescried, until~Beside the engine close themselves they place,~
14   XII|      A fiery ball each on the engine throws,~The stuff was dry,
15 XVIII|  about her waist~A bridge the engine from her side out thrust,~
16 XVIII|  friendly night,~His greatest engine to that side he brought~
17 XVIII|      Godfrey did his greatest engine show,~From thence where
18 XVIII|       And with such force the engine smote and hit,~That her
19 XVIII|     cut the ropes whereon the engine rode:~ ~ LXXXII~As an old
20 XVIII|    take!~ ~ XC~This while the engine which the tempest cold~Had
21 XVIII| gained small or naught;~Their engine to the walls they could
22   XIX|     down low,~No iron ram, no engine could do more,~Nor cannons