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 1    IV| resting-place,~Since such thy hap, that lest thou mercy find~
 2    IV|   both thy goodness, and good hap, denayed me,~Grief, sorrow,
 3     V|     doubtful fellows at their hap repined,~And with small
 4    VI|       their future fight thou hap'st to think?~ ~ LXXVI~"Besides
 5   VII|   proudly said, "Tancred, thy hap was ill~To wander hither
 6    XI|  falls at last:~ ~ LXXXV~Such hap befell that tower, for on
 7  XIII|    Besides this help, another hap," quoth he,~"Will shortly
 8  XIII|    far than danger bring.~But hap what shall;" this said,
 9   XVI|    soft and low;~Thus were it hap or cunning, chance or art,~
10  XVII|     they view, their fate and hap~I might foretell, and how
11  XVII|  prevent.~ ~ XCIII~"But if it hap against those wicked bands~
12 XVIII|     in courage yet, unlike in hap:~ ~  LXXVII~One died, another
13 XVIII|   split;~But yet gainst every hap whence mischief grows,~Prepared
14   XIX|  ground,~Argantes, -- were it hap or skill, who knows,~His
15   XIX|      thou here sojourn,~Great hap thou hast to know these