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 1     I|      hard assays as stout.~ ~ XL~Baldwin, his ensign fair,
 2    II|      brought an eagle out.~ ~ XL~While she was young, she
 3   III|     make him renowned far.~ ~ XL~"See that big man that all
 4    IV|     so thy power persuade.~ ~ XL~"And I though bred in Macon'
 5     V|     be this fear I speak."~ ~ XL~These words Tancredi heard
 6    VI|    furious combat shrill.~ ~  XL~These sons of Mayors bore,
 7   VII|      good resistance made.~ ~ XL~Yet no such quickness for
 8  VIII|       my dear master dead.~ ~ XL~" `Among his soldiers,'
 9    IX|       conquered, overcame.~ ~ XL~Meanwhile the Soldan strove
10     X| husband and a father both.~ ~ XL~"My lord," quoth he, "I
11    XI|     headlong falling make:~ ~ XL~And fallen they had, so
12   XII|    through clouds and air.~ ~ XL~"Hear then my joy, my hope,
13  XIII|  should men living fight?"~ ~ XL~This found he graven in
14   XIV|  smiled the emerald green.~ ~ XL~Amazed the knights amid
15    XV|    know, or known explain.~ ~ XL~"To you withouten needle,
16   XVI|     had reached the shore.~ ~ XL~"Oh thou that leav'st but
17  XVII|       death, not disgrace.~ ~ XL~"Heavens grant if evil,
18 XVIII|     gainst the golden sun.~ ~ XL~The camp received him with
19   XIX|      fortress safe uplock:~ ~ XL~"For well this fortress
20    XX|  laughed himself to death.~ ~ XL~Nor these alone with that