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 1     2|       LXIII~The courier, who so plied his restless heel,~News
 2     6|       bird his pinions long had plied,~In a straight line, without
 3     7|       sport, dance, and banquet plied,~And lapt in idleness and
 4     8|         with no better speed he plied his feet.~Ill was his walk,
 5    13|       her other beam the vessel plied:~This evermore increases,
 6    14|         Nor in this was is iron plied alone,~But mighty masses
 7    16|      with downright cut Zerbino plied~Behind, and cried withal, "
 8    16|    unbroken, where his sword is plied,~Of this the front or cheek,
 9    19|         the spouting pumps were plied.~This in the hold bestirs
10    21|         sign of battle fiercely plied,~And (as the deafening noise
11    22|        horse, and so the rowels plied,~In London he arrived by
12    22|  dismayed his spurs the caitiff plied~Whose last hope of escape
13    26|       by furious Brigliador was plied;~On which the paynim, little
14    28|       entreaties so the brother plied,~He to that journey his
15    28|         stripling in the hostel plied,~Who in the other landlord'
16    35| bridge-end returned the damsel, plied~Her courser with the rowels,
17    39|         Too slowly young Rogero plied his hands;~Too well Rinaldo
18    39|         eyes)~And Sansonet, who plied so well his sword,~All made
19    40|       they with various engines plied,~With arrows and with slings,
20    40|   erewhile their nimble pinions plied;~ ~ XXXII~Even with that
21    42|    train~Have with less licence plied the murderous sword.~Enough
22    43|         and such-like words was plied,~Till so on me the shrewd
23    46|        sweetest words young Leo plied,~And with the warmest love
24    46|         So here so there Rogero plied his sword,~He more than