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 1     I|    obscured Phoebus' shine.~ ~ XVI~"Godfrey," quoth he, "behold
 2    II|        all women to be won.~ ~ XVI~Sophronia she, Olindo hight
 3   III|     she had found the ford.~ ~ XVI~Soon was the prey out of
 4    IV|      lost we not our heart.~ ~ XVI~"Go then, my strength, my
 5     V|      was no place for love.~ ~ XVI~Gernando was the King of
 6    VI|        spoil, and covetice.~ ~ XVI~"And that to fight I am
 7   VII|       may unload some part.~ ~ XVI~"If gold or wealth, of most
 8  VIII|        come in pilgrimage.'~ ~ XVI~"This said, he set the watch
 9    IX|     devils, and empty hell.~ ~ XVI~The Soldan fierce, through
10     X|   their iron mouthfuls eat.~ ~ XVI~The air about them round,
11    XI|        their pomp the same.~ ~ XVI~Within their camp arrived,
12   XII|       more price and worth.~ ~ XVI~"Thou, as it best beseems
13  XIII|  mongst thy foes increase."~ ~ XVI~The king assured by these
14   XIV|        well perform I can."~ ~ XVI~"The eternal Lord," the
15    XV|      Pompey hath his grave:~ ~ XVI~Then Damiata next, where
16   XVI|    embracing, be embraced."~ ~ XVI~He ceased, and as approving
17  XVII|       none so sly, so wise.~ ~ XVI~The people next that gainst
18 XVIII|  precious clew there flies.~ ~ XVI~The heavenly dew was on
19   XIX| stepped the Christian lord.~ ~ XVI~With his left foot fast
20    XX|     heart, some elbow-room.~ ~ XVI~"This host, with whom you