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 1     I|     s mere grace, not by our prowess done:~Those conquests were
 2   III|     adventurers' troop whose prowess seld doth fail,~High birth,
 3   III|     hath lost the praise his prowess won;~And that kind pair
 4     V| revolved he oft~Dudon's high prowess, death and burial,~And how
 5    VI|   withouten praise~Of valor, prowess, might, Argantes shall~Inglorious
 6    VI|    though their honor on his prowess lies,~And now they whispered
 7   VII|       The Christian lords of prowess, strength and skill,~Within
 8  VIII|    And every one his valiant prowess showed,~And of his battles
 9     X|     perils great to see your prowess tried.~That noble town you
10   XII|    no!~Whom leave we here of prowess if you go?"~ ~ XIII~This
11   XII|      we miss~That should our prowess and our praise dilate:~If
12   XIX|    come aside, thou by whose prowess dies~The monsters, knights
13    XX|  trust I place;~To his great prowess, might, and valiant heart,~
14    XX|   sweet accord,~Your virtue, prowess, worth may imitate,~And
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