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 1     I|      Of glory vain to gain an idle smook,~And lands possess
 2     I|     coast?~Yet safest thou an idle looker-on,~And glad attendest
 3    II|      gifts or punishment,~His idle charms the false enchanter
 4     V|     thee? dares he tell~Those idle names of his vain pedigree?~
 5     V|      bred more fancies in his idle brain,~His heart with slanders
 6    VI|      torment bred.~ ~ LXV~Her idle brain unto her soul presented~
 7   VII|      His speeches grave those idle fancies kill~Which in her
 8   VII| threatened death with many an idle word.~ ~ XXXII~"O thou,
 9   VII|     strokes, his thrusts were idle thrown,~Yet pressed he on,
10   VII|       came,~And scorned those idle blows they struck in vain;~
11    XI|       XXII~"Alas, do you that idle prise expect,~To set first
12  XIII|   half persuaded be,~It is an idle dream, no monster true,~
13  XIII|       working brain was never idle found.~But in the Crab now
14   XIV|   hence in love and looseness idle sit,~Year fear it not, he
15   XIV|       glory vain, or virtue's idle ray,~Do not your tender
16   XIV|       Virtue itself is but an idle name,~Prized by the world '
17   XVI|       As when, from sleep and idle dreams abraid,~A man awaked
18 XVIII|   with the witch unchaste~His idle loves and follies vain lamented;~
19 XVIII|  dreams are laid~Oft in their idle fancies roam and range:~
20    XX|      called up the world from idle sleep,~And of the day ten