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 1     2|    blind:~Its sides descended thirty yards and more,~Worked smooth,
 2     3|    like valiant knight,~Which thirty years before was his of
 3     9|   footman well relates.~Hence thirty men dispatched by other
 4    10|     your eye,~Where you shall thirty thousand Scots, a crew~Led
 5    11|      score~Of blows in all he thirty killed; by few~He passed
 6    14|    fosse.~ ~ CXXX~The moat of thirty feet, not less, he cleared,~
 7    18|   thrusts, in fury made,~Some thirty dead about the waggon laid.~ ~
 8    22|     his master to the Jew~For thirty pence, nor Peter wronged,
 9    26|     free;~And him I more than thirty miles had led~Towards Marseilles,
10    26|   possest by that ill sprite,~Thirty feet long and sixteen feet
11    29|   From that tall cliff, twice thirty yards in height,~Cast himself
12    34| appear,~Which cover more than thirty miles in measure,~At ease
13    37|    full a hundred maimed, and thirty slain.~ ~ LXXX~"He of his
14    40|       Where the town-wall was thirty cubits deep.~ ~ XXVI~He,