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 1     I|     standards proud display.~ ~ XXXV~The golden sun rose from
 2    II|        death and torment be.~ ~ XXXV~"Yet happy were my death,
 3   III|       felled, hurt, or slew.~ ~ XXXV~Clorinda slew Ardelio; aged
 4    IV|       all had made him bold.~ ~ XXXV~"Lady, if thee beseem a
 5     V|       that did first belong,~ ~ XXXV~And by that means, should
 6    VI|      strength and hardiment?~ ~ XXXV~Argantes nimbly turned his
 7   VII|       of thy forsaken Lord."~ ~ XXXV~When that great name Rambaldo'
 8  VIII|      was never better sword.~ ~ XXXV~" `Heaven, therefore, will
 9    IX|       gentle brother thrust.~ ~ XXXV~Their father, but no father
10     X|        among his nobles sad.~ ~ XXXV~The Turk, close in his hollow
11    XI|        fire, pitch and lime:~ ~ XXXV~The hardy Switzer now so
12   XII|       with the right I swim.~ ~ XXXV~"Swift was the current,
13  XIII|     prince or champion bold.~ ~ XXXV~But if I fly, what will
14   XIV|     done, he spoke and said:~ ~ XXXV~"Great pains, great travel,
15    XV|          black smoke by day.~ ~ XXXV~About the hill lay other
16   XVI|      vile that witness bore;~ ~ XXXV~That done, he hasted from
17  XVII|     ready; swift, to flight.~ ~ XXXV~Followed her troop led forth
18 XVIII|        shall passage find."~ ~  XXXV~He lift his brand, nor cared
19   XIX|    place he measured about.~ ~  XXXV~Like as a wolf about the
20    XX| disordered, troubled, broke.~ ~ XXXV~All these, and many mo,