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 1     1|      flowing rein,~Who, swiftly turning, with his heels replied,~
 2     5|         in that fell agony~From turning his own hand against his
 3     6|         from gauntlet free,~Now turning to the beach, and now the
 4    11|      feeble was the moan.~When, turning to the left, the cavalier,~
 5    12|        matted wool?"~ ~ XL~Then turning to Ferrau,, "But that thine
 6    12|      two, with faulchions bare,~Turning their ready steeds, began
 7    16|        himself sufficient were,~Turning some portion of the blame
 8    16|         equipt with wings;~Who, turning swiftly with the cavalier,~
 9    17|        danger had no eyes:~Him, turning at the scream. I saw uncase~
10    18|       deplore.~ ~ CLXVIII~Then, turning to his mate, cries: "Cloridane,~
11    20|        er she wound.~ ~ CXXVIII~Turning about to him the victoress
12    22|       the sun's fair light;~But turning to the various pile I raise,~(
13    22| LXXXVIII~He quickly turns, and, turning, rolls his eyes,~In hopes
14    23|         tongue can tell.~ ~ CII~Turning him round, he there, on
15    26|    Marphisa's martial steed, in turning short,~Where a firm footing
16    28|   himself bestows,~And hopes in turning some relief to gain,~Finds
17    29|        him beat,~He turned, and turning on his youthful foe,~Smote
18    39|      bathed with many a tear --~Turning to Danish Dudon, at this
19    40|      and more,~It chanced that, turning towards the sea their sight,~
20    41|  pursues the foe;~ ~ XCVIII~But turning round, beholds the royal
21    42|     Orlando reared,~And saw, on turning them to seaward, where~Under
22    42|       way,~And without stop, or turning back his front,~Pricked
23    46|       course delay no more;~And turning to Melissa, in what way~