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 1     I| obedience, and religion true;~ ~ X~And with such care his busy
 2    II|       down from Heaven above.~ ~ X~With busy search the tyrant
 3   III|       amid the dust descries.~ ~ X~Then loud he cries, "O what
 4    IV|  traitors we lie damned here.~ ~ X~"And now instead of clear
 5     V|      Christian army's shield?~ ~ X~"Thee whom high birth makes
 6    VI|       have an evening bright.~ ~ X~"But that which yet I would
 7   VII|       neglected and despised.~ ~ X~"O poverty, chief of the
 8  VIII| achievements, first and last:~ ~ X~"And how this noble camp
 9    IX|         smoking lie in mould.~ ~ X~"Are sheep-cotes burnt,
10     X|      vengeance or my wrongs."~ ~ X~"I am the man of thine intent,"
11    XI|        and of saints devout.~ ~  X~Singing and saying thus,
12   XII|          and allow the thing:~ ~ X~"Argantes here, this bold
13  XIII|          greater words I say.~ ~ X~"I have not yet forgot for
14   XIV|        beast, grass and tree.~ ~ X~"How vile, how small, and
15    XV|        on the earth his love.~ ~ X~By Ascalon they sailed,
16   XVI|       which all this wrought.~ ~ X~So with the rude the polished
17  XVII|   mustered before their king.~ ~ X~He on his throne was set,
18 XVIII|       gainst the morning ray.~ ~ X~"That done, march to the
19   XIX|   foresight comes too late."~ ~  X~"I think," quoth he, "on
20    XX|     round his squadrons bold.~ ~ X~There all his Lorrainers