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 1     I|   land although unwrought.~ ~ LXV~But now was passed every
 2    II|  princely will first tell.~ ~ LXV~"His mind is this, he prays
 3   III|       to the corner tower.~ ~ LXV~The town's third part was
 4    IV|  accomplish can the feat."~ ~ LXV~This said, his answer did
 5     V|     spoil the towns about.~ ~ LXV~But yet all ways the wily
 6    VI|    fear, her torment bred.~ ~ LXV~Her idle brain unto her
 7   VII|      of these Pagans base.~ ~ LXV~"Within these arms, bad
 8  VIII|  there reaped the sheaves:~ ~ LXV~"Nor speak I how each hour,
 9    IX|  there your triumphs make.~ ~ LXV~"There tyrannize upon the
10     X| served, for husbands able.~ ~ LXV~"She with sweet words and
11    XI| Christians late beat down.~ ~ LXV~The folk that strove with
12   XII|     cedar bends and reels.~ ~ LXV~The prince his hand upon
13  XIII|        all our armies die?~ ~ LXV~"Alas, with what device,
14   XIV| nature commands us this.'~ ~  LXV~"Thus sung the spirit false,
15    XV|   that table sit and eat."~ ~ LXV~While thus she sung, her
16   XVI|      thee revenge belongs.~ ~ LXV~"Thou shalt be his reward,
17  XVII|       thy forefathers old.~ ~ LXV~"Thine elders' glory herein
18 XVIII|      the barks and slings.~ ~ LXV~The Syrian people now were
19   XIX|   shalt thou wish or want.~ ~ LXV~"Those counterfeited armors
20    XX|    her wishes followed it.~ ~ LXV~But yet in vain the quarrel