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1     I|   breast~ That much I dread slow age will steal and coil~
2   III|   legs, then o'er the rest~ Slow crawl the certain footsteps
3    IV|     there comes to pass~ By slow degrees, along our members
4     V|    more quick, and now more slow, are wont~ To stream together -
5     V| twere, her light behind~ By slow degrees, the nearer now
6     V|     eyes of men;~ Thence by slow stages round and back she
7     V|    Readily yielded. Then by slow degrees~ The sword of iron
8    VI|   their murk, and make,~ By slow foregathering, the skiey
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