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 1    II|         thoughts to arms,~Ismeno gan tofore his sight appear,~
 2    II|          to the king his loss he gan descry,~Who sore enraged
 3    II|      With busy search the tyrant gan to invade~Each house, each
 4    II|        wood,~His native wrath he gan a space withhold,~And said, "
 5    II|       gaze;~Olindo also ran, and gan to fear~His lady was some
 6    II|            This said, the virgin gan her beaver vail,~And thanked
 7    II|       Two barons bold approachen gan the place;~Their semblance
 8    II|      mantle's foremost part,~And gan the same together fold and
 9   III|        the sun-bright shields he gan discover,~And glistering
10   III|      step and step the Frenchmen gan retire,~Till on a little
11   III|       helmless to the forestward gan hie,~Whither the prince
12   III|        sad,~And there the virgin gan him soon defy.~One blow
13   III|          Thither he spurred, and gan huge slaughter make,~His
14    IV|         most from far:~And as he gan upon this point devise, --~
15    IV|      store of tears this treason gan unfold,~And said; my guardian
16     V|          Amid the press Gernando gan retire,~To vomit out his
17     V|      Prince, thy valor," thus he gan to preach,~"Can chastise
18     V|         With sighs and tears she gan them softly pray~To keep
19    VI|              XVIII~The challenge gan he then at large expose,~
20    VI|       high disdain his will thus gan he tell,~"Yield thee my
21    VI|        her squire, whom thus she gan advise.~ ~  XCIX~"Thou must,"
22   VII|     strength at last decrease;~I gan my loss of lusty years complain,~
23   VII|      XVII~With speeches kind, he gan the virgin dear~Toward his
24   VII|       sore, and guiltless heaven gan blame,~That wished success
25   VII|         in vain,~At last a voice gan to him loudly call,~"Yield
26   VII|           He blamed love, chance gan he reprehend,~And gainst
27   VII|       helm with all his strength gan smite,~Which was so hard
28   VII|       His weaker parts he wisely gan assail,~And entrance searched
29  VIII|      toward him a furious knight gan drive,~Of members huge,
30  VIII|          roaring trumpets battle gan to threat,~As it in time
31  VIII|         he appeared, and thus he gan them teach,~In shape an
32    IX|          stopped are,~And now he gan his former losses mourn,~
33    IX|          descried,~Ran back, and gan with shouts the 'larum rear;~
34    IX|          blow,~The Turk upon him gan his blade discharge,~He
35    IX|        For all the troops he led gan thither hie,~And thither
36    IX|       dying with sharp taunts he gan deride,~He lifting up uneath
37    IX|         sounded the retreat, and gan desire~His messengers in
38    IX|        climb the other hill they gan,~Old Aladine came fiercely
39    IX|         Feeling his weakness, he gan musing stand,~And in his
40     X|      suddenly by name the prince gan call,~By which awaked thus
41     X|            Whereto great Solyman gan thus reply:~"0 happy man
42     X|        at those words the Soldan gan to rave,~And gainst his
43     X|         hate.~ ~ LXI~"At last we gan approach that woful clime,~
44    XI|          to this part the tyrant gan unite~His subjects born
45    XI|          crest aloft,~And boldly gan a strong scalado rear,~And
46    XI|         lay in a swoon.~Argantes gan with boasting words to call,~"
47    XI|     Disabled thus from fight, he gan retire,~Groaning for pain,
48   XII|          the prince, and gently 'gan distrain,~Now him, now her,
49   XII|      with excuse~To Solyman thus gan his speeches torn:~"Right
50   XII|       place."~ ~ XLII~Approachen gan the time, while thus she
51   XII|    passion wood~Inforced him, he gan to tear and rend~His hair,
52  XIII|         This said, his charms he gan again repeat,~Which none
53  XIII|      scorn,~And now the walls he gan in part repair,~Which late
54  XIII|       his head, and smiling thus gan say,~"The hardiness have
55   XIV|          flood retired, backward gan to flow,~And here and there
56    XV|          us here?"~This said, he gan his charmed rod to shake,~
57    XV|          High on her crown, she 'gan at large unfold;~Which falling
58   XVI|         raging with fell ire she gan return~From that bare shore
59  XVII|      knee:~To whom the king thus gan his will explain,~"To thee
60 XVIII|          they compassed eke, and gan to sing,~That woods and
61 XVIII|          power;~And false Ismeno gan new balls prepare~Of wicked
62 XVIII|         Against the fort Rinaldo gan uprear~A ladder huge, an
63   XIX|            the fierce Circassian gan reply,~"Alone, or all this
64   XIX|       with rueful eyes,~Argantes gan the fortress won to view;~
65   XIX|        at his visor aiming just, gan frame~To his proud boast
66   XIX|       his left foot fast forward gan he stride,~And with his
67   XIX|         His courage so, when it 'gan most decline,~The man reinforced,
68   XIX|         fled the Soldan, when he gan descry~This tempest come
69   XIX| Therewith he smiled, and smiling gan to frame~His looks so to
70   XIX|       all from point to point he gan expose~The false compact,
71    XX|          thus shielded, Raymond 'gan respire,~He rose and reared
72    XX|        Thus of his broken armies gan he frame~A battle now, some