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 1    IV|    native brightness of thy lovely hue,~Hidest grave thoughts,
 2    IV|     Beheld a face of such a lovely pride;~A tinsel veil her
 3    IV|   to be a princess' fere,~A lovely partner of a lady's bed,~
 4    IV|     mourned, thus wept this lovely queen,~And in each drop
 5    VI|  under ground,~She made the lovely partner of her sheet;~In
 6   XII|    out of knowledge was her lovely shade,~With looks of ruth
 7   XIV|  voices strain,~Whose faces lovely, smiling, sweet, appear;~
 8   XVI|  And in the pleasure of her lovely smile~Sweeten the bitter
 9   XVI|   At least so to behold thy lovely hue,~That while thereon
10  XVII|   and bound;~Of squires and lovely ladies hundreds twain,~Whose
11  XVII| Azzo the Fifth stood by her lovely side;~But the fourth Azzo'
12 XVIII|    native gold.~ ~ XVII~The lovely whiteness of his changed
13   XIX|      He sided there a lusty lovely lass,~And with some courtly
14   XIX|    me well."~The squire her lovely beauty called to mind,~And