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 1     I| Fringed with gold, unwearied, nimble, swift;~With these he parts
 2     V|    oft beguile his sight with nimble art,~That no defence the
 3   VII|   forth his tender, soft, and nimble wings,~In his dull arms
 4   VII|      appalled every sense,~To nimble shifts the knight himself
 5   VII|     subtle warrior harms,~His nimble steed obeyed his ready hand,~
 6   VII|      every side he rode,~With nimble speed, and spurred now out,
 7    IX|     done, Sabino's lance with nimble force~He cut in twain, and '
 8    XI|       Himself he placed, with nimble skips and light,~He cleared
 9  XVII|       bear,~And as upon their nimble steeds they ride,~Like a
10 XVIII|     by the soldiers all;~With nimble fans the yielding air she
11   XIX|  active was and light,~Quick, nimble, ready both of hand and
12   XIX|    unmoved remain,~And on her nimble foe approaching nigh,~Her
13    XX|     CI~But now swift fame her nimble wings dispread,~And told