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 1    23| Frontino Rodomont~Takes from Hippalca, trusted to her care.~With
 2    23|      rest,)~"Nor have I one, Hippalca mine, more sage~And sure
 3    23|     do my embassage."~ ~ XXX~Hippalca was the attendant damsel
 4    23|      well, her palfrey fleet~Hippalca stirred, nor longer there
 5    23|     so,~Backed him, and left Hippalca sore bested;~Who, bathed
 6    23|    Mandricardo bold.~Behind, Hippalca him in ceaseless chase,~
 7    26| place of shelter came;~ ~ LV~Hippalca she; from whom was torn
 8    26| damsel whitherward she hied.~Hippalca, with her eyes yet red and
 9    26|      astoud.~ ~ LXIII~To him Hippalca said, when she apart~Had
10    26|   smooth and plain.~ ~ LXVII~Hippalca's ardour to retrieve the
11    26|   the path espied.~ ~ LXXXIX~Hippalca he to Mont Albano prayed,~
12    26|    him by her friendly lore.~Hippalca in her memory fixt, with
13    30|     to Alban's Mount,~To her Hippalca measured back her way:~She
14    30|  gone by:~So had he after to Hippalca sworn,~Bidding her boldly
15    30|       LXXXV~The comfort that Hippalca's words convey,~And Hope,
16    30|   read,~But those he through Hippalca had commended,~And that
17    31|  what fatal mischief wrought~Hippalca's and the brother's bitter