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 1     I|     bows and quivers at their shoulders hung,~Their horses well
 2   III|       plumed crest,~About her shoulders shone her golden locks,~
 3   III| beheld him late,~By his broad shoulders and his squared breast:~
 4    IV|      the snakes that on their shoulders hing,~And some their forked
 5    VI|       with what labor did her shoulders bear~That heavy burthen,
 6   VII|     horn was hung between his shoulders broad,~As is the guise with
 7   VII|    wounding blade,~Upon their shoulders smote them as they fled,~
 8    IX|      Her gilden quiver at her shoulders hung,~And in her hand a
 9    IX|     feed,~His curled mane his shoulders broad doth charge~And from
10    IX|       His ivory neck upon his shoulders fell,~In his pale looks
11     X|     that victorious host,~Thy shoulders often hast thou let them
12     X|   Mine arms and hands into my shoulders sliding,~My skin was full
13    XI|    Her rattling quiver at her shoulders hung,~Therein a flash of
14  XIII|   weighty arms which on their shoulders hung,~Could weary make,
15 XVIII|     of shafts a wood~Upon his shoulders and his shield he bore,~