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 1   III|   the prince right pensive wend and sad,~And there the virgin
 2    VI|   her against her will, to wend~To Aladine, her mother's
 3    VI|   she meet, where late she wend~To comfort her weak limbs
 4     X|   It's time," he says, "to wend, for Titan bright~To wonted
 5     X| stately pomp by heaps they wend,~And Christians slain roll
 6    XI|    and to their tents they wend,~And thus this bloody day
 7    XI|    engine could no further wend,~The troop that guarded
 8   XII|    fire,~I will among them wend, and burn or break~The tower,
 9   XII| thee up, and on my journey wend,~Within a little thorp I
10   XII| you be, if still you be, I wend~To gather up those relics
11   XII| plaints, my sorrows cannot wend."~He said no more, but,
12  XIII| through that forest will I wend,~Although to deepest hell
13    XV|   wondrous voyage first to wend,~Nor winds nor waves, that
14    XV|  couple on their way forth wend,~And met a host that on
15   XVI| once she used every day to wend~Bout her affairs, her spells
16   XVI|   here in peace, I go, nor wend you may~With me, my guide
17  XVII|      quoth he, "for you to wend~Where Godfrey you awaits,