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 1    II|      Thus he complained, whom gently she reproved,~And sweetly
 2    IV|   smooth and supple, soft and gently swelling,~Between them lies
 3    IV|   last the courteous duke her gently cheers;~Silence was made,
 4     V|    passions had descried,~And gently smiling turned aside his
 5   VII|       dear~Toward his cottage gently home to guide;~His aged
 6   VII| Tancredi crossed~His way, and gently prayed the man to say,~To
 7  VIII|       There the Greek monarch gently prayed him stay,~And there
 8   XII|    Thus spake the prince, and gently 'gan distrain,~Now him,
 9  XIII|  Adown their verdant channels gently rolled,~Or falling streams
10  XIII|       Lord accepted them, and gently bent~Upon the faithful host
11    XV|     makes,~She will admit you gently for her own,~Numbered with
12   XVI|      silent were.~ ~ XIV~"The gently budding rose," quoth she, "
13 XVIII|       his breast and forehead gently blew~The air, that balm
14   XIX|       And stepping back, thus gently spoke and said:~ ~ XXI~"