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 1     I|        hair unbound she made a wanton net,~To catch sweet breathing
 2    IV|       land,~When she began her wanton pilgrimage,~In silken weeds
 3    IV|    sight repelling;~So was the wanton clad, as if this much~Should
 4    IV|     while she thus pursued her wanton sport,~She spurred the slow,
 5    IV|       feeble hearts subdued in wanton fights:~What wonder if Achilles
 6     V|        he leaves them to their wanton guide,~Who parts that night;
 7   XIV| shepherds' daughters bold~With wanton windlays run, turn, play
 8   XIV|  proudly flowered through that wanton plain,~All platted fast,
 9   XIV|        brave champion lies the wanton queen.~ ~ LXXVII~"But when
10   XIV|        his garments light,~And wanton soft attire, and view his
11    XV|  unless wild beasts unseen,~Or wanton nymphs, roamed on the mountains
12   XVI|     locks unbound waved in the wanton wind;~Some deal she sweat,
13   XVI|      bent,~And therein all his wanton habit spied,~His civet,
14   XVI|        A carpet champion for a wanton dame.~ ~ XXXIII~"What letharge