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 1    II|       vengeance stopped mercy's breath~Love's thrall to hate, and
 2    IV|    expire where first I drew my breath.~ ~ LI~"I feared deadly
 3     V|       same.~ ~ XXI~If when this breath from man's frail body flies~
 4     V|        that mischief would take breath,~And flourish bold in spite
 5     V|         and sweat, quite out of breath,~It seemed the man did heavy
 6    IX|    voice as iron tough, if iron breath,~What harm this troop wrought
 7    IX| appeared his members large,~His breath was short, his courage waxed
 8    XI|       life is spirit, soul, and breath~Of all this camp, preserve
 9    XI|     grieved the man to lose his breath,~Since in his prince's stead
10   XII|       life, for glory take this breath."~"My soul and more," quoth
11   XII|     thou? ride softly, take thy breath,~What bringest thou?" He
12   XII|   retired at once, at once took breath.~ ~ LVIII~Each other long
13   XII|        aid,~Or by her side this breath and life to lose,~What did
14   XIV|      visage fair,~To take sweet breath from cool and gentle air.~ ~
15    XV|        die,~Whose life, is air; breath, wind; and body, glass?~
16    XX|         Of this sweet light and breath deprived lie;~But with that
17    XX|     doors made for his life and breath,~Which passed, and cured
18    XX|         false hand bereave this breath,~For if it were thy gift,