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 1     I|      promised vows to pay.~ ~ XXIV~"What to this hour successively
 2    II|      mine the punishment."~ ~ XXIV~The wretch of new enraged
 3   III| threats to kill him twice.~ ~ XXIV~Not once the baron lifts
 4    IV|     she was fair and wise:~ ~ XXIV~"My dear, who underneath
 5     V|   rashness, madness right.~ ~ XXIV~All that in him was rare
 6    VI|      not feared his might.~ ~ XXIV~As yet not one had Godfrey
 7   VII|     noise of arms he hear.~ ~ XXIV~If with the breathing of
 8  VIII|    last Prince Sweno slew.~ ~ XXIV~"Ah, heavy chance! Down
 9    IX|     fire and sparks among.~ ~ XXIV~Himself well nigh had put
10     X|       but yet envied more;~ ~ XXIV~And said, "Let chance with
11    XI|    die for Christ my Lord.~ ~ XXIV~"When all this camp in battle
12   XII|    she sighed, she prayed:~ ~ XXIV~"At last with child she
13  XIII|   thunder, roar and hiss."~ ~ XXIV~This said, Alcasto to his
14   XIV|  their shield, their hand;~ ~ XXIV~"To me my nephew, to thyself
15    XV|       earth hath her seat?~ ~ XXIV~Now deep engulphed in the
16   XVI| spring with roses dressed.~ ~ XXIV~The jolly peacock spreads
17  XVII|       and truth at naught.~ ~ XXIV~The Ethiops next which Meroe
18 XVIII|     and renewed the green.~ ~ XXIV~The manna on each leaf did
19   XIX|   place, fear had no part.~ ~ XXIV~His fearful blow he doubled,
20    XX|  shoot, to throw, to cast.~ ~ XXIV~Thus Emiren his host put