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 1    VI| Shamed, with the first fall; bruised, with the last.~ ~ XXXVI~
 2    VI|  clouds together crushed and bruised,~Pour down a tempest by
 3   VII|   cleft in twain, his helmet bruised,~And in his blood is other
 4   VII|  hour,~And yields not up her bruised keel to winds,~In whose
 5   VII|      girdle fastened was,~It bruised them and pierced his hauberk
 6   VII|    armors broke, his members bruised were,~He sweat and bled,
 7    IX|  soul, out squeezed from his bruised corpse,~With ugly painfulness
 8    IX|    heavy sword unable,~Which bruised, not cut, so blunted was
 9    XI|  with the fall~On earth sore bruised the man lay in a swoon.~
10    XI|   abide?~The wall began, new bruised and crushed asunder,~Her
11    XI| lords dismayed~But now stood bruised, broken, cracked and shivered,~
12   XII|     Their rampiers broke and bruised walls to mend,~Lastly their
13  XIII|       Which late the ram had bruised with iron horn,~With wise
14 XVIII|   small,~As small as are the bruised grains of corn~When from
15 XVIII|  gates were opened wide,~Now bruised, broken down, destroyed
16   XIX|     he shook and tossed,~And bruised the gate, the threshold
17    XX|   horse tore with his teeth, bruised with his feet.~ ~ XXXIX~
18    XX|      blow~His helmet neither bruised, cleft nor tore,~But in