Book, Chapter

1    3,  96|     Or stand and freeze~ In icy blasts, when near a cozy  
2    4, 127|  see! Now the clouds, by an icy gale smitten, their burden~
3    4, 127| their weapons,~An avalanche icy roars down like a billow
4    5, 141| down the valleys drear,~Its icy fetters gone when Sprint  
5    6     |   his life slipped by.~Here icy cold fountains, here flower
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