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 1    IV|  wanton sport,~She spurred the slow, and reined the forward
 2     V|        without those arts,~And slow; for jealousy is Cupid's
 3    VI|       fault was his, he was so slow before,~With double valor
 4    VI|    That heavy burthen, and how slow she went!~Her maid, to see
 5  VIII|       which hideth,~Through it slow falling from the mountains
 6    IX|       As not defended but made slow thereby,~A hollow dale the
 7  XIII|      in deep Avernus lake,~But slow they came, displeased all
 8  XIII|        he fled, and though but slow he went,~As lions do whom
 9  XIII|       forth sent,~Were nothing slow to climb the starry sky,~
10    XV|       feeble, weary, faint and slow.~ ~ LIII~But having passed
11    XV|        and dance now swift now slow:~But still the knights unmoved
12  XVII|       art far behind, a runner slow~In this true course of honor,
13 XVIII|       his defence, heedful and slow forth went:~Nor in his way
14 XVIII|      arm grew neither weak nor slow,~Nor of that fury heed or
15 XVIII|        people now were no whit slow,~Their best defences to
16   XIX|      taunting said, "I that am slow to fight~Will follow far
17   XIX| liberty to use this blade,~Who slow, who weakest is, soon should
18   XIX|        from her lips her words slow trembling came,~"Fruitless,"
19    XX|  Slingers and archers were not slow nor slack~To shoot and cast,