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 1     I|         verse of gentle kind~To read perhaps will move the dullest
 2     I|         all that glorious deed,~Read, whilst you arm you; arm
 3     I|        you; arm you, whilst you read.~ ~ VI~Six years were run
 4     I|             XLIX~Well might you read his sickness in his eyes,~
 5    IV|       inward spite,~Methought I read the story in his face~Of
 6     V|     leisure,~Upon his lips that read the scrolls attending,~As
 7   VII|         passion's writ she over read,~Again she mourned, again
 8   VII| champions brave:~They drew, and read the first whereon they hit,~
 9  VIII|         when his brave end they read.~ ~ XXXVIII~" `It resteth
10  VIII|         gazing stood, and often read~That epitaph of my dear
11     X|     secret things.~ ~ LXVI~"She read, and change I felt my will
12  XIII|       which none but they could read.~ ~ XXXIX~Mongst them he
13   XIV|    behold,~And this inscription read, there writ in gold:~ ~
14   XIV|     trees,~So that the words he read he takes for mocks:~But
15 XVIII|         and spread it wide,~And read the intent thereof, "To
16 XVIII|         office high, the letter read, and said:~"See how the