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 1     I|      should his sepulchre be.~ ~ XXVI~"Turks, Persians conquered,
 2    II|      beauty's slave to death.~ ~ XXVI~Ta'en was the damsel, and
 3   III|        alone to fight it out?~ ~ XXVI~"So singled, may we both
 4    IV|      lies will soonest frame.~ ~ XXVI~"Take with the bait Lord
 5     V|          and gallants spent.~ ~  XXVI~There, as his fortune would
 6    VI|    trusty friends forth rode.~ ~ XXVI~But scantly had he spurred
 7   VII|          red and white arise.~ ~ XXVI~He sighed sore, and guiltless
 8  VIII| twinkling of a slender light.~ ~ XXVI~"Not so much force or judgement
 9    IX|          she seemed to spit.~ ~  XXVI~With this strange light,
10     X|     inglorious lie on ground!~ ~ XXVI~And saw one visage of some
11    XI|         both by side and art.~ ~ XXVI~On all parts else the fort
12   XII|   knowest it's not the guise.~ ~ XXVI~"To me she gave thee, and
13  XIII|      hell the paths descend."~ ~ XXVI~Thus boasted he, and leave
14   XIV|        consent and all agree.~ ~ XXVI~"Rinaldo shall return; let
15    XV|      know he so desirous was.~ ~ XXVI~"He passed those pillars,
16   XVI|         loved, wore the same.~ ~ XXVI~But when her wooing fit
17  XVII|         sandy, dry and plain.~ ~ XXVI~Nor thee, great Altamore,
18 XVIII|          that desert's queen.~ ~ XXVI~Upon the trees his eyes
19   XIX|          with speeches brave:~ ~ XXVI~Herewith Tancredi furious
20    XX|   suppose this is her speech.~ ~ XXVI~"Defend my laws, uphold