Canto
1     1|     damsel cries,~"And boughs deceive my sight, yon noble steed~
2    10|      only should he nevermore deceive~Her for another, were that
3    13|   cannot, (so Desire and Hope deceive),~Without the missing good,
4    17|    with treacherous stratagem deceive,~Had fallen asleep, nor
5    25|     the likeness others could deceive,~Which I to Bradamant, my
6    45| fierce Marphisa speaks not to deceive.~ ~ CVII~Joy good Orlando
7    45|       devised in vain;~And ye deceive yourselves (Duke Aymon cried)~
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