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  1     I|           did famous grow,~Forgot till now by Time's evil handling:~
  2     I|      chased through forests wide,~Till tired with the fight, the
  3     I|         fit for each worthy feat,~Till of these wares the golden
  4     I|          by many a Greekish hold,~Till he arrived at the Christian
  5    II|     hateful office aught proceed,~Till I return from court, nor
  6    II|        prosperous blows the wind,~Till on some secret rock unwares
  7    II|        sheathe that famous blade,~Till settled by thy kingdom,
  8    II|          thy kingdom, and estate,~Till Macon's sacred doctrine
  9    II|           doctrine fall and fade,~Till woeful Asia all lie desolate.~
 10    II|       miss.~ ~ LXXXII~"Know, that till now we suffered have much
 11    II|         cry,~Nor could they tarry till their chieftain spoke,~But
 12   III|         the Frenchmen gan retire,~Till on a little hill at last
 13   III|          and hot desire to cover,~Till heart with sighs, and eyes
 14   III|         and blood,~That bite not, till the beast to flight return;~
 15     V|               XXXI~Nor ceased be, till in Gernando's breast~He
 16     V|        who scantly could forbear,~Till friendly night might hide
 17     V|         wine;~Thy servants fought till they could fight no more,~
 18    VI|          once forslowed his pace,~Till he bespake Argantes face
 19    VI|       with smart,~Seeking revenge till unrevenged she dieth;~So
 20    VI|           he doth to battle move,~Till each his horns in others'
 21    VI|       tired limbs new vigor lent,~Till she approached where the
 22   VII|          dwell was her intention,~Till Fortune should occasion
 23   VII|          footsteps he had traced,~Till in high woods and forests
 24   VII|            quoth he, "thou mayest~Till Phoebus shine again, here
 25   VII|     valiant rage,~Reserve thyself till greater need us bind,~And
 26  VIII|           seemed five years long,~Till he were fighting with these
 27  VIII|       hand.~ ~ XX~"Thus fought we till the morning bright appeared,~
 28  VIII|          a whispering murmur run,~Till at my side arrived both
 29  VIII|        sees so strangely wrought;~Till one said thus, `O thou of
 30  VIII|       bushes scant my legs I drew~Till underneath a heap of stones
 31  VIII|      banished from this host,~And till of him new tidings some
 32  VIII|         took him, spake him fair,~Till comforted at last he answer
 33  VIII|          This ill spread far, and till it set on fire~With rage
 34  VIII|          high, and bubbleth fast,~Till o'er the brims among the
 35    IX|           that they shrinked not,~Till where they stood their dearest
 36    IX|            though much he sought,~Till Argillan, that watched fit
 37     X|           thou far-renowned king,~Till better season serve, forbear
 38     X|          may preserve and shield,~Till Egypt's host come to renew
 39     X|             XXV~Thus talked they, till they arrived been~Nigh to
 40     X|    forward up the bank they pass,~Till far behind the Christian
 41     X|        the height~Of Sion's Hill, till they approached the route~
 42     X|          see, and keep you still,~Till time and season serve, then
 43     X|          sought;~And it must last till the prefixed hour~That it
 44     X|         and blind byways he went,~Till aided by the silence and
 45    XI|         heaps the bands attended,~Till his pavilion's stately door
 46    XI|      eveningtide;~Thus fared they till night their eyes did close,~
 47    XI|         with posts, and it defend~Till carpenters and cunning workmen
 48   XII|          I with him, only we stay till night~Bury in sleep our
 49   XII|           awhile I pray you stay,~Till I a wildfire of fine temper
 50   XII|         there long time I passed,~Till term of sixteen months were
 51   XII|           me, by a rolling flood,~Till I with savage thieves well-nigh
 52   XII|          flesh of his strong foe,~Till weak and weary, faint, alive
 53   XII|          from heaven above.~ ~ XC~Till Phoebus' rising from his
 54   XII|            the shores, the skies,~Till in sweet sleep against the
 55   XII|          I will ungird this sword~Till Tancred's heart it cleave,
 56  XIII|          so long? pardie you stay~Till stronger charms and greater
 57  XIII|        against that fort in vain,~Till he had builded new his dreadful
 58  XIII|        forth with trembling pace,~Till they approached nigh that
 59  XIII|           pressing forward still,~Till on the forest's outmost
 60  XIII|        fear withdrew,~Though fear till then he never felt nor knew.~ ~
 61  XIII|     stroke he,~He nould give over till the end he found~Of this
 62  XIII|           shall we still here lie~Till all his soldiers, all our
 63  XIII|          LXXIII~"Mine armies dear till now have suffered woe,~Distress
 64   XIV|           also,~Although his head till then no creature knew,~But
 65   XIV|        not one word they uttered, till at last~Ubaldo spake, and
 66   XIV|           through wood and plain,~Till on Orontes' flowery banks
 67   XIV|    merriment once stops or stays,~Till, with his laughter's end,
 68    XV|           frame,~In sight of Gaza till the bark arrived,~A little
 69    XV|          Of him called Alexandria till our days,~And Pharaoh's
 70    XV|   overdaring wit of mankind vain,~Till Lord Ulysses did those bounders
 71    XV|       passage stopped or crossed;~Till on the mountain's top themselves
 72   XVI|   themselves at ease and leisure,~Till they beheld the queen, set
 73   XVI|          of wonted might~On sleep till then his weakened virtue
 74   XVI|      before,~That reached not him till he had reached the shore.~ ~
 75   XVI|         cleft,~To land he looked, till land unseen he left.~ ~
 76   XVI|       ride~O'er seas and streams, till Syria's coasts she spied.~ ~
 77   XVI|         thousand doubts she cast,~Till grief and shame to wrath
 78   XVI|           not hence," quoth she, "till Egypt's lord~In aid of Zion'
 79   XVI|         by day or night one whit,~Till she came there, where all
 80  XVII|         sundry lands;~And sailed, till clad in beams and bright
 81  XVII|           keep them well in mind, till in the truth~A wise and
 82  XVII| Berengarius that did long debate,~Till after often change of fortune
 83  XVII|          there forsook~The field, till then who never feared nor
 84  XVII|       spread and flourished bold,~Till underneath his glorious
 85 XVIII|        shine, and ne'er shall die~Till, in a moment, with the last
 86 XVIII|        fury heed or care he took,~Till low to earth the wounded
 87 XVIII|          of every warlike stoure,~Till as they thought no sleight
 88 XVIII|         she would alight or fall,~Till she arrived near that besieged
 89 XVIII|   renowned prince, resist, endure~Till the third day, or till the
 90 XVIII|     endure~Till the third day, or till the fourth at most,~I come,
 91 XVIII|      lengthened forth short days,~Till naught was left the hosts
 92 XVIII|          rise the more oppressed,~Till all that would his entrance
 93   XIX|          conquest let them boast,~Till with this town again, their
 94   XIX|           he walked and wandered, till he spied~The way to approach
 95   XIX|          here,~And further speech till fitter time forbear."~ ~
 96   XIX|         her new knight she talks, till time and tide~To scape unmarked
 97   XIX|        from ground,~Nor stayed he till my humble speech was done;~
 98   XIX|           all my hopes and helps, till love's sweet flame~Plucked
 99   XIX|         came, nor e'er took rest,~Till on like danger, like mishap
100   XIX|           of that proud Saracine,~Till that high cry, full of sad
101   XIX|           And entrance found, for till his news were known,~Naught
102    XX|  displeased because delayed~ ~ IV~Till morning next, for he refused
103    XX|        you see,~A wondrous guise, till then unseen, unheard,~To
104    XX|         them from place to place,~Till quite discomfit and dispersed
105    XX|               LXXVI~Nor stayed he till the folk on whom he cried~
106    XX|       strikes, and strikes again,~Till helm and head he breaks,
107    XX|     threats, he strikes sometime, till back they came,~And rage
108    XX|           might!"~ ~ CXLI~He that till then his proud and haughty