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  1     I|        That in their hearts his words may fructify;~By this a
  2    II|       God,~The image took, with words unreverent~Abused the prelates,
  3    II|       the mildew of his sugared words:~ ~ LXII~"O only worthy,
  4    II|         all lie desolate.~Sweet words I grant, baits and allurements
  5   III|         lived again.~ ~ VI~Soft words, low speech, deep sobs,
  6   III|     warlike rout,~And with bold words them heartened as they ride,~"
  7   III|     much he loved,~For pleasing words in women's ears find place,~
  8   III|           The Christians at his words enraged be,~But he to shun
  9   III|        but with governance,~His words, his actions, and his portance
 10    IV|      part."~ ~ XVIII~Before his words the tyrant ended had,~The
 11    IV|    banished from her right.~His words of comfort, fear to exile
 12    IV|         denayed,~But with sweet words thus would content the maid:~ ~
 13    IV|     LXXXIII~"But if with you my words may credit find,~Oh temper
 14    IV|        forth a chain of sugared words,~That captive led most of
 15    IV|     charm of smiles and sugared words,~Lulled on sleep the virtue
 16     V|     Besides, the knight's sweet words and praises soft~To his
 17     V|         he praised him, all his words were true.~ ~ XIV~"Degrees,"
 18     V|           XXIII~With such false words the kindled fire began~To
 19     V| princely found,~With such sharp words as malice could invent,~
 20     V|          and still had rife~All words he thought could vengeance
 21     V|      Tancredi wisely stayed his words,~Such weight the sayings
 22     V|      fear I speak."~ ~ XL~These words Tancredi heard and pondered
 23     V|       and at large declared~The words and speeches sharp which
 24     V|     that came Guelpho and those words approved,~And prayed him
 25     V|        folly dear,~But who with words could stay the angry knight?~
 26     V|         to outgone.~ ~ LXXI~Her words in such alluring sort she
 27     V|         their lives were on his words depending.~ ~ LXXV~Guasco
 28     V|      merry looks these cheerful words he spake,~To make them heart
 29    VI|       hearings boldly say these words:~ ~ XV~"Say that a knight,
 30    VI|  maintain,~If any dare deny his words for true,~That no devotion,
 31    VI|         high terms and glorious words;~On every side an angry
 32    VI|         with doubt~By his sweet words, supposed now hearing this,~
 33   VII|    champions list not more with words contend,~But in his heart
 34   VII|     bright,~Nor shall his dying words me so entreat,~But that
 35   VII|        with just disdain,~These words he said, and from his seat
 36   VII|         thus bravely spake,~His words are spurs to virtue; every
 37   VII|    Raymond, while others at his words repine,~Burst forth in rage,
 38   VII|       wilt~Maintain thy foolish words and that brave lie;"~Thus
 39   VII|     streaming came,~With bitter words his foe he then reproved,~
 40   VII|        need;~ ~ CV~And with his words, and with his threatening
 41  VIII|        carcass did enfold;~With words engraven in the marble gray,~
 42  VIII|      thou dwell."~ ~ XLVI~These words of theirs in many a soul
 43  VIII|      virtue stand,~Blameless in words, and true whate'er he say,~"
 44  VIII|     though dead, with whose sad words the blood~Forth at his lips
 45  VIII|     semblance stout~And furious words his fore-conceived hate~
 46  VIII|             LXXIX~"What foolish words? what threats be these I
 47  VIII|        Who threatened late with words of shame and pride,~Whose
 48    IX|      then he boldly spoke~These words which rage and courage might
 49    IX|       and spoke,~He stopped his words, and cut his jaws in twain;~
 50     X|        biting be,~Because quick words the whetstones are of wrath, --~
 51     X|    Accept in gree, my lord, the words I spoke,~As spurs thine
 52     X|         aged guest~The Turk the words and looks did both admire,~
 53     X|         The old man praised his words, and for the air~His late
 54     X|      angry lord,~And with grave words appeased his foolish ire.~
 55     X|       to the tyrant wise,~"What words be these? what fears do
 56     X|   Doubtful of my great master's words to seem~To me were neither
 57     X|        nor right!~I speak these words, for spurs I them esteem~
 58     X|        inkling gave~In doubtful words of that he would have said;~
 59     X|     king persuade:~But at those words the Soldan gan to rave,~
 60     X|          How can you bear~These words, my lord? or these reproaches
 61     X|       passed least in view,~Her words, her looks, alas I know
 62     X|             LXV~"She with sweet words and false enticing smiles,~
 63     X|        skies."~ ~ LXXVIII~These words of his of Prince Rinaldo'
 64    XI|         sober grace aside,~With words severe thus told his high
 65    XI|       spake the hermit grave in words severe:~Godfrey allowed
 66    XI|        XV~Humbly they heard his words that stood him nigh,~The
 67    XI|      Argantes gan with boasting words to call,~"Who cometh next?
 68   XII|      said, "Sir king,~Attend my words, hear, and allow the thing:~ ~
 69   XII|  children do,~With half clipped words to prattle, and to go.~ ~
 70   XII|        with her die.~Ismen with words more hasty still did make~
 71   XII|        and stayed, and thus her words begin,~"What haste hast
 72   XII|       and our praise dilate:~If words in arms find place, yet
 73   XII|    tower."~Tancred at her proud words swelled with disdain,~"That
 74   XII|      hard,~And while the sacred words the knight recites,~The
 75   XII| friendship true, and with sweet words the rage~Of bitter grief
 76   XII|       or sought;~So their sweet words to his afflicted heart~More
 77   XII|   second death he feared,~These words of comfort to his heart
 78   XII|    Applaud his speeches and his words approve,~And calmed their
 79  XIII|     stronger charms and greater words I say.~ ~ X~"I have not
 80  XIII|      turned back dismayed,~With words confused uncertain tales
 81  XIII|       This said, Alcasto to his words gave heed,~Alcasto leader
 82  XIII|        them he picked out these words at last,~Writ in the Syriac
 83  XIII|       human kind,~I heard their words as in that grove I stood,~
 84  XIII|             LXXIV~At these high words great heaven began to shake,~
 85   XIV|    sudden thought,~His pleasing words thus to the duke addressed:~"
 86   XIV|        and the rest approve~His words, with friendly murmurs whispered
 87   XIV|         full of woe these heavy words outthrew:~`Alas! my knights
 88   XIV|    herbs and trees,~So that the words he read he takes for mocks:~
 89   XVI|       stayed,~So that her woful words are backward gone,~And in
 90   XVI|         yet ever said or spake,~Words that could make heaven's
 91   XVI|      tarry, tarry:~Hear my last words, no parting kiss of thee~
 92   XVI| sometimes will talk and chaffer words,~For what I ask thee, may'
 93   XVI|      grief and pain,~Her latest words scant well expressed were,~
 94   XVI|       will, but what avail vain words, alas?~ ~ LXIV~"O fool!
 95  XVII|         maintained.~So wise his words, so quick his wit appears,~
 96  XVII|       am the man~Whose acts his words and boasts have aye surpassed;~
 97  XVII| surpassed;~But if elsewhere the words thou now began~Had uttered
 98  XVII|         hateful cell,~Now to my words, though sharp perchance,
 99  XVII|       wisdom heard in those few words compiled,~He marked his
100 XVIII|         him praise was no spur, words were no sting;~Of his dear
101 XVIII|       the wretch those dreadful words begun,~Which trouble make
102   XIX|        woful state,~Or with fit words this spectacle express~Who
103   XIX|      Gair, and under them these words engrave:~ ~  LXIV~" `These
104   XIX|   puissant knight,"~In scornful words this bitter scoff gave he.~"
105   XIX|        wist not how it went,~By words and questions far off, he
106   XIX|       down her eyes, these last words scant outgone,~She would
107   XIX|     deep,~And from her lips her words slow trembling came,~"Fruitless,"
108   XIX|  counsel hung on his report and words.~ ~ CXX~Where weak and weary
109    XX|       art,~So from his lips his words and speeches fell,~Shrill,
110    XX|    disposed well,~And with bold words whet on their courage fell;~ ~
111    XX|  deserved and right."~Thus many words in several tongues he spake,~
112    XX|        appears:~Thus with sweet words the queen he pacifies,~"