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 1    II|   love, that moved his cruel sense;~"Tell on," quoth he, "unfold
 2   III|   complainings hear~In other sense her wishes credit give.~
 3   III|  declared, to move her cruel sense.~But in ill time of Pagans
 4    VI|  stood as still, as life and sense they wanted,~Save that their
 5   VII|  uncouth fear appalled every sense,~To nimble shifts the knight
 6    IX|      the sea and ground,~Our sense, our wit, our reason and
 7    IX| share:~It seemed remorse and sense was in his brand~Which,
 8   XII|   cold, sad, comfortless, of sense deprived,~Upon the marble
 9  XIII| dares attempt the thing,~And sense he wanteth who so hardy
10  XIII|     each tree hath life, and sense each bough,~A murderer if
11  XIII|   through all that wood~Hath sense, hath life, hath speech,
12 XVIII|    danced to move his weaker sense,~Rinaldo round about environing,~
13   XIX|   for then I lost~My wit, my sense, my heart, my soul almost.~ ~
14    XX|  great, so sore,~That out of sense and feeling, down she twined:~