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 1     I|        withstands his fury and his rage.~ ~ LXXVI~The King of Tripoli
 2     I|       displeasure;~He stayed their rage with presents, gifts and
 3     I|         cold before,~A lion so his rage renewed hath,~Though fame
 4     I|           villain heart his cursed rage restrained,~To other thoughts
 5    II|        anger stayed,~And causeless rage 'gainst faultless souls
 6    II|          heard, the tyrant did for rage begin~To whet his teeth,
 7    II|           thus bespake the king in rage and haste:~ ~ XXXVIII~"Not
 8    II|           ire, and waxing pale for rage,~Nor could he hold, his
 9    II|          this he uttered with fell rage and hate,~And seemed of
10   III|      Tancredi came,~His heart with rage, his eyes with courage flame.~ ~
11   III|           Lord Tancredi, pale with rage as lead,~Flew on the villain,
12   III|         villain flies, he, full of rage and ire,~Pursues, she stood
13   III|          sustained~The Christians' rage, that followed them so near;~
14    IV|          well succeed,~He wept for rage, and threatened dire mischance.~
15    IV|             His eyes, that full of rage and venom swell,~Two beacons
16    IV|       treasons of his thought,~The rage increased in the cursed
17    IV|         mine unbridled youth~Might rage at will, in no subjection
18     V|       strife and hate,~It made him rage, blaspheme, swear, curse
19     V|         let your zeal appease your rage at length.~ ~ XLVII~"For
20     V|          an angel's is; a monster, rage;~At least you actions by
21     V|           chanceth it thy nephew's rage and pride,~Makes him so
22     V|      Wenceslaus, that felt Cupid's rage~Now in his doating and his
23    VI|       flaming eyes,~And shaked for rage their swords and weapons
24    VI|          calm the pride,~Abate the rage of yonder Saracine:"~No
25    VI|           whetted keen~Their eager rage, their fury, spite and ire,~
26    VI|             running,~He sighed for rage, and trembled as he stood,~
27    VI|       cutting sword at length,~And rage to rage opposed, and strength
28    VI|       sword at length,~And rage to rage opposed, and strength to
29   VII|          pace,~Wrath in his voice, rage in his eyes and face.~ ~
30   VII|          his defence:~Now with his rage, now with his trusty blade,~
31   VII|            shun Bellona's dreadful rage,~These silver locks shall
32   VII|         pray thee calm thy valiant rage,~Reserve thyself till greater
33   VII|       words repine,~Burst forth in rage, he could not bear this
34   VII|       servant David from Goliath's rage,~And broughtest that huge
35   VII|        below,~And bit his lips for rage, and cursed and swore,~Against
36   VII|            stept aside, and to his rage gave place,~And on his helm
37   VII|            Which still resists the rage of storm and shower,~Whose
38   VII|           blood his hunger and his rage.~ ~ CVIII~The way he found
39   VII|       twain;~Yet nothing might his rage and haste withhold,~These
40   VII|            the French with furious rage she came,~And scorned those
41  VIII|         she did inspire~With fury, rage, and wrath his troubled
42  VIII|           till it set on fire~With rage the Italian lodgings, never
43  VIII|             Alone stirred up their rage and wrath untamed,~But fore-conceived
44  VIII|            the scum is cast,~Their rage and wrath those few appeased
45  VIII|        light divine,~Repress their rage, by hellish fury bred,~The
46  VIII|           debate,~And led by hasty rage and fury rash,~To these
47    IX|          thought~Increased hast my rage and fury so,~Nor seem'st
48    IX|            spoke~These words which rage and courage might provoke:~ ~
49    IX| undistinguished give,~The Soldan's rage made known, for Picus stout~
50    IX|    Meanwhile the Soldan strove his rage~To satisfy with blood of
51    IX|            breaks out with so much rage,~Us needeth much your valor
52    IX|           slain.~ ~ LII~With equal rage, as when the southern wind,~
53    IX|         they spilled;~And with new rage Argantes they inspire,~Whose
54    IX|          still the Pagans' ire and rage provoke,~The angel on his
55    IX|       Raging in death, and full of rage before.~ ~ LXXIX~Then by
56    IX|           his cheeks with heat and rage~Seemed pearls or morning
57    IX|         His pity vanished, ire and rage renew,~He had no leisure
58     X|          fray the Soldan hied,~His rage unquenched, his wrath unsatisfied.~ ~
59     X|          laid apart his pride, his rage and ire,~And humbly said, "
60     X|            heat of youth and hardy rage,~Which somewhat have misled
61    XI|        hills defenced from foreign rage,~And to this part the tyrant
62    XI|          The folk that strove with rage and haste before~Who first
63    XI|            With so great force and rage their beams they brake.~ ~
64    XI|        forthwith hied,~To stop the rage of those fell Saracines.~
65   XII|        fierce eyes~Fury and wrath, rage, death and terror lies:~ ~
66   XII|          swelling hearts did fill,~Rage in their breasts, fury shown
67   XII|         Like two fierce bulls whom rage and love provoke.~ ~ LIV~
68   XII|            found,~The night, their rage would let them use no art,~
69   XII|        sweet creature,~So that his rage, his wrath, and anger died,~
70   XII|           and with sweet words the rage~Of bitter grief and woe
71   XII|        wretch! Oh whither doth thy rage thee chase?~Refrain thy
72  XIII|             Find means to calm the rage of that fierce knight,~For
73   XIV|      request,~Pardon this fault by rage not malice wrought;~For
74   XIV|     trembling fan,~To mitigate the rage of melting heat,~Thus, who
75   XIV|        have can easily quell~Their rage and wrath, and make them
76    XV|            his back oft smote, his rage to whet,~But when the sacred
77    XV|         arms and fear not Mars his rage,~Your sword, your shield,
78   XVI|           do so much, that full of rage and spite,~With them he
79  XVII|           whom was Forest, who the rage withstood~Of the bold Huns,
80 XVIII|     resistance makes the king,~And rage gainst strength, despair
81   XIX|            renewed the fray,~Where rage for skill, horror for art,
82   XIX|           And all awaked his fury, rage and might,~And said, "Dar'
83   XIX|           to Death's and Fortune's rage,~Performed shall be my vow
84    XX|            gates unbar,~And sudden rage brought forth, and sudden
85    XX|         wonders wrought~And as his rage him led and fury hot,~To
86    XX|        heat he goes,~With him went rage and fury, fear and doubt~
87    XX|        This said, full of disdain, rage and despite,~A strong, a
88    XX|         old,~His wonted force, his rage and hot desire,~His eyes,
89    XX|           till back they came,~And rage gainst force, despair gainst
90    XX|           There all his wrath, his rage, and rancor ends,~He called