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 1    II|           War, war," at once to cry,~Nor could they tarry till
 2    II|     serpent's hiss and dragon's cry,~Birds left to sing, and
 3   III|         salute it with a joyful cry,~And each to other show
 4     V|      love, yet out on love they cry,~That in his kingdom let
 5   VII|    fields doth bellow, roar and cry,~And with his thundering
 6   VII|      the Pagan's fury, such his cry.~A herald called he then,
 7    IX|       XXXVIII~Provoked with his cry, and with that blow,~The
 8    IX|         heard the rumor and the cry,~And marked the tumult still
 9    XI| squadrons cried,~And with their cry to arm them all begin.~Godfrey
10    XI|      false for succors call and cry,~ ~ XXX~"O Macon, break
11  XVII|  wondering birds, that sing and cry:~ ~ XXXVI~So passed Armida,
12 XVIII|      received him with a joyful cry,~A cry the dales and hills
13 XVIII|        him with a joyful cry,~A cry the dales and hills about
14 XVIII|     sacrament receive and mercy cry;~Then oft the duke his engines
15 XVIII|         armies reared the happy cry~Of victory, glad, joyful,
16   XIX|        Saracine,~Till that high cry, full of sad fear and dread,~
17    XX|        a merry shout and joyful cry~The Pagans reared from their
18    XX|   against an hundred fight?~Our cry, our shade, will put them
19    XX|      And oft would speak, would cry, would call or shout,~Yet