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Constance De Castile

A Poem, in Ten Cantos. By William Sotheby
Sotheby, William (1757-1833)

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CONSTANCE DE CASTILE.
 I. 
CANTO I.
 II. 
CANTO II.
 III. 
CANTO III.
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CANTO IV.
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CANTO V.
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CANTO VI.
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II.
 III. 
III.
 IV. 
IV.
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V.
 VI. 
VI.
 VII. 
VII.
 VIII. 
VIII.
 IX. 
IX.
 X. 
X.
 XI. 
XI.
 XII. 
XII. Julian's Tale.
 XIII. 
XIII.
 XIV. 
XIV.
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XV.
 XVI. 
XVI.
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XVII.
 XVIII. 
XVIII.
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XIX.
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XX.
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XXI.
 XXII. 
XXII.
 XXIII. 
XXIII.
 XXIV. 
XXIV.
 XXV. 
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 XXVI. 
XXVI.
 XXVII. 
XXVII.
 XXVIII. 
XXVIII.
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XXIX.
 XXX. 
XXX.
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CANTO VII.
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CANTO VIII.
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CANTO IX.
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CANTO X.

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XXIV.

But all in vain sad Ellen roves
By day, 'mid unfrequented groves;
In vain, by night, the mountain cave
To wearied Ellen refuge gave:
Vain her breath'd woe, her mute despair;
Pedro's stern guards have seiz'd the Fair,
And sever'd by the cloister pale,
Sad Ellen weeps beneath the veil.—
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