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 1     I|      soldiers glad by heaps to harness run;~So if with drought
 2   III|         On hardy breasts their harness donned in haste,~Some to
 3    VI|     Clorinda-like in this fair harness dight,~I will escape out
 4   VII|    used the same to keep,~That harness rich old Aladine him gave,~
 5   VII|       from his back I tear his harness bright,~Nor shall his dying
 6  VIII|        guessed who should that harness owe,~Away I brought it,
 7  VIII|       LXXV~Now headlong ran to harness in this heat~These furious
 8    IX|     they wrought, each other's harness clove;~Yet still in darkness,
 9    IX|     last he Michael called, in harness strong~Of never yielding
10     X|         His coat was rent, his harness hacked and cleft,~And of
11     X|     them brought.~And in their harness armed us in the place,~Which
12    XI|       The other princes put on harness light,~As footmen use: but
13   XIV|      And on his back a Pagan's harness tied,~Perchance he deemed
14   XVI| glorious light~Of their bright harness glistered in his eyes,~His
15 XVIII|        she threw~His helm, his harness, and the mountain green;~
16   XIX|     But that I may hang up his harness brave~At Gair, and under
17   XIX|      dead he lies:~ ~ CIII~His harness and his habit both betrayed~