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 1   III|      ground.~And all the soldiers sat lamenting round.~ ~ LXVII~
 2    IV|           gestures seeming virtue sat,~Toward the imperial tent
 3    IV|           was said,~Where Godfrey sat among his lords and peers,~
 4   VII|        his little flock did feed,~Sat making baskets, his three
 5   VII|         tragedy;~Within a terrace sat on high the queen,~And heard,
 6   VII|         forbad.~There in a turret sat a soldier stout~To watch,
 7     X| disdainful grace,~Sullen and sad, sat the Circassian stout,~Like
 8     X|  counselling,~The Turkish monarch sat with Juda's king.~ ~ LVII~
 9   XII|          thy will that done,"~She sat to hear, the eunuch thus
10   XIV|           with great dismay,~Then sat her down, so love can art
11   XIV|           art beguile,~And as she sat and looked, fled fast away~
12    XV|          unbound,~And at the helm sat down to govern it,~Swelled
13   XVI|      naught.~ ~ III~Alcides there sat telling tales, and spun~
14 XVIII|          champion good,~And there sat down with all his friends
15   XIX|        knights around,~Sullen she sat, and sighed, it seemed she
16   XIX|       addressed~A seat whereon he sat, he leaned, he lay:~Quoth
17    XX|         beauty's beams;~Now death sat on her eyes, death in her