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 1    II|      longing eye beholds~What beam the eastern window first
 2   III|    but scorched with beauty's beam.~ ~ XXIII~The prince well
 3    IV|    erst like Titan's glorious beam:~`Daughter,' she says, `
 4    VI|      where Phoebe's splendent beam appeared~Upon her silver
 5   VII|       But I. alas, the golden beam forego~Of my far brighter
 6   VII|     No tent could stand, when beam and cordage fail,~Wind,
 7  VIII|      Like to a falling star a beam down slide,~That bright
 8     X|      Thereat the day a feeble beam in cast,~Dim was the light,
 9   XII|   whom those tears he shed;~A beam of comfort his dim eyes
10   XII|        yet with that heavenly beam.~Not out of knowledge was
11   XIV|     broad doors open wide~The beam of springing day uncloseth
12    XV|       sun;~Behind, the rising beam of springing day;~And when
13 XVIII|  sweet comfort of the morning beam,~And so, returned to youth,
14 XVIII|     mast,~And over it another beam they crossed,~Pointed with
15 XVIII|   threw:~ ~  LXXXI~The mighty beam redoubted oft his blows,~
16 XVIII|   folds of sheep,~So fell the beam, and down with it all kind~
17   XIX|   masts at Genes uprear;~This beam the knight against the gates
18    XX|      V~To see Aurora's gentle beam appear,~The soldiers armed,
19    XX| brightness lost, the gold his beam;~The colors had no pride