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 1     I|      where Swaves and Rhetians whilom reigned.~ ~ XLII~His mother'
 2    II| sprites impure from bliss that whilom fell~Shall to your service
 3   III|      sandy shores, where Joppa whilom stood;~By north Samaria
 4   III|     well therefore,~I knew him whilom in the court of France~When
 5   III|      Babel's king I guess~That whilom took it, such an army led --~
 6    IV|   offspring take,~With me that whilom, through the welkin flit,~
 7    IV|     Who her before all nations whilom chose;~In brazen tables
 8    IV|   courage perished clean,~That whilom dwelt within your haughty
 9   VII|       That troubles some didst whilom feel and prove,~Yet livest
10     X|      same,~He that in arms had whilom so great fame.~ ~ XXXI~"
11  XIII|     hear, you spirits all that whilom fell,~Cast down from heaven
12    XV|     stood~Rome's stately rival whilom, Carthage proud;~ ~ XX~Great
13    XV|    where those floods begin~It whilom was a firm and solid main~
14   XIX|  prince this stately house did whilom frame~Of cedar trees, of