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3002 XX| stone,~All lances broke, unsheathed all weapons bright,~All 3003 XIII| the circle set one foot unshod,~And whispered dreadful 3004 IV| open force, or secret guile unspied;~For craft is virtue gainst 3005 IV| None kenned the bent of her unsteadfast bow,~For with the time her 3006 I| within him lies,~His hopes unstrung, his cares were fit to mow;~ 3007 VII| these huge deserts that unthankful knight,~That when to earth 3008 XX| Whose coming was unwished, unthought, unknown,~She shrieks, and 3009 XIII| bright helm to drink therein unties,~In the fresh streams he 3010 XVII| done me wrong,~Wrong yet untold, that sharp revengement 3011 XI| breastplate fair, of proof untried,~Such one as footmen use, 3012 VII| His weary limbs in night's untroubled nest.~ ~ XXIX~The courier 3013 IX| left and Jove,~And those untruly errant called I trow,~Since 3014 XVIII| Whose arms half-naked, locks untrussed be,~With buskins laced on 3015 IV| night I slept -- O foul untruth! --~Mine honor lost, by 3016 I| the Pagan his bold sails untwines,~Spread was the huge Armado, 3017 II| space.~When lo, disguised in unusual gear,~Two barons bold approachen 3018 III| Until at last unmarked, unviewed, unseen,~When Dudon had 3019 IX| hoped the Christians' guide~Unware, ne yet unready was his 3020 VII| man gainst whom he fought~Unweaponed, still stood he in the field;~ 3021 I| pair,~Fringed with gold, unwearied, nimble, swift;~With these 3022 XV| morning star;~Their meats unwholesome, vile, and hateful be,~Some 3023 XIII| cast their limbs along,~Unwieldly burdens, on the burned clay,~ 3024 IV| plaints find passage through unwilling ears:~The tyrant, haply, 3025 VIII| seld kept close, and oft unwisely shown:~ ~ LXXIV~Like boiling 3026 XX| spies,~Whose coming was unwished, unthought, unknown,~She 3027 XVII| so I could the catalogue unwrap~Of thy great nephews yet 3028 VIII| unrevenged, wronged but unwroken,~Light griefs could not 3029 I| were fertile land although unwrought.~ ~ LXV~But now was passed 3030 XVI| curles garlandwise she did up-dress,~Wherein, like rich enamel 3031 XVI| letharge hath in drowsiness up-penned~Thy courage thus? what sloth 3032 XIX| underneath the unburied hills up-piled~Of bodies dead, the living 3033 I| next their standards proud upbare,~Called Reverend William, 3034 VII| Heaven his zealous looks upbent.~ ~ LXXVIII~"O Lord, that 3035 XX| knight his love from ground upbore,~Were it their fortune, 3036 X| and as he could his wounds upbound,~And shook ripe dates down 3037 XII| spiteful ray which still upbraideth me~With that accursed deed 3038 XX| times her angry hand the bow updrew,~And thrice again let slack 3039 IX| yelling cries to heaven upheaved been,~The horses thundered 3040 XVII| gestures all the majesty upheild~And state, as his old age 3041 XVI| hell had won~And heaven upheld; false Love stood by and 3042 XII| their arms the soldiers both uphent,~And both lamenting brought 3043 XVIII| debar,~He backward drove, upleaped and possessed~The wall, 3044 III| now Rinaldo from the earth upleapt,~Where by the leg his steed 3045 XVIII| thoughts above all heavens uplifted were:~"The sins and errors, 3046 XIX| within this fortress safe uplock:~ ~ XL~"For well this fortress 3047 I| life in my wit, my thoughts upraise,~My verse ennoble, and forgive 3048 VI| The silver moon form sea uprising bright~Spread frosty pearl 3049 XV| hence, thence Calpe great upsprings,~Such power hath time to 3050 XVIII| knight,~The hermit cried, upstarting from his seat,~"Now of the 3051 XVII| the sword the sceptre is upstayed,~This hand can use them 3052 XVII| Founder of many churches, that upthrew~His eyes, like one that 3053 XII| cries and plaints to heaven upthrown,~As if the city's self new 3054 XX| front behind more strait uptied~His army ready stood the 3055 XIV| narrow room our glory vain upties,~A little circle doth our 3056 XV| entered in, her anchors she upwound,~And launched forth to sea 3057 X| folds our mischiefs would upwrap.~From Hidraort an hundred 3058 XI| In Clarimont by mighty Urban's hand~When I was girded 3059 III| again.~ ~ XXXII~As the swift ure by Volga's rolling flood~ 3060 VI| he, "what force Argantes useth~Against that fool that proffered 3061 XX| XIX~"I ask an easy and a usual thing,~As you have oft, 3062 II| therefore this ill-advised lass~Usurp the glory should this fact 3063 I| tyrants' hands,~And those usurping Ismaelites deprive~Of woful 3064 XVIII| The host of Egypt comes; Vafrin the spy~Entereth their camp, 3065 II| the virgin gan her beaver vail,~And thanked him first, 3066 XVII| LXXIII~Of Boniface I speak; Valerian,~His son, in praise and 3067 III| thick mists arise from moory vales.~At last the sun-bright 3068 VIII| The Prince of Denmark's valour, death and end:~The Italians, 3069 XI| thereof to make,~Or else some vamure fit to save the town,~Instead 3070 V| held in scorn always,~And vanquished hills, and seas, with heat 3071 XX| shield was pierced, his vantbrace cleft and split,~The Pagan 3072 XVIII| on the Indian plain,~Such vapors warm from scorching air 3073 XII| brought:~Her tomb was not of varied Spartan greet,~Nor yet by 3074 XIV| LV~"And near the corpse a varlet false and sly~She left, 3075 XVII| done, the Pope back to the Vatican~She brought, and placed 3076 XV| take,~Her lower beauties veiled the gentle lake.~ ~ LX~As 3077 XIII| sweet, that through her veins down sinks,~And moisture 3078 XIV| shape whereof plotted in vellum thin~I will you give, that 3079 II| plain~That leads us to this venerable wall,~That so we might reward 3080 VII| false heart cleft with this vengeful sword,~Shall feel the ire 3081 I| Armado, wide and broad,~From Venice, Genes, and towns which 3082 VI| silver arms arrayed,~Her vental up so high, that he descried~ 3083 XV| froth, did first arise:~So vented she her golden locks forth 3084 XIX| his blade,~And through his ventil pierced his dazzled eyes,~ 3085 XIII| this exploit forth went the venturous knight,~Fearless, yet heedful; 3086 XI| The bleeding stanched, no vermile drop outran,~The leg again 3087 III| donned her robes of pure vermilion hue,~Her amber locks she 3088 XX| May grace your death, my verses, with some tears.~ ~ XCV~ 3089 XI| wax there brent;~In costly vestments sacred William dight,~With 3090 IX| XLVI~So from the top of Vesulus the cold,~Down to the sandy 3091 II| why should this Pharaoh vicious,~Thus tyrannize upon thy 3092 XX| That with the flyers in the victors pass,~And so the fortress 3093 XIV| heart on things so base and vild,~That servile empire searcheth 3094 X| swelling stomach without violent breach:~And though to you 3095 XIV| virgin primrose and the violet blue,~And sweet-breathed 3096 XVIII| Unseen the lutes, harps, viols which they bear.~ ~ XXV~ 3097 VI| spotless person stain,~And virtueless she wished all herbs and 3098 VII| our aid doth fight,~Our visages are from this tempest free,~ 3099 XIX| quenchless flame.~ ~ XCV~"He visits me, with speeches kind and 3100 XIX| ertake his will,~And at his visor aiming just, gan frame~To 3101 XI| Christ's dear mother, Mary, vlrgin bright,~Psalms of thanksgiving 3102 I| The horsemen past, their void-left stations fill~The bands 3103 XIX| sought to enter on his foe,~Voiding his point, which at his 3104 XI| ceaseless shot and cast,~And volleys huge of arrows sharp discharge,~ 3105 V| Gernando gan retire,~To vomit out his venom unespied,~ 3106 XIX| speeches wise~Further to wade, but thus he broke the ice.~ ~ 3107 XIV| shall lament in vain,~And wail his loss and theirs with 3108 III| lamenting round.~ ~ LXVII~His wailing friends adorned the mournful 3109 XII| with plaints and tears.~He wails her death; Argant revengement 3110 X| for spurs I them esteem~To waken up each dull and fearful 3111 VIII| whom sorrow stings,~Still wakest, musing on great deeds I 3112 XIX| thence he parted, and broad waking lay~All that long night, 3113 IX| ran,~O'er heaps of bodies wallowing in their gore,~The squadrons 3114 III| barren plantain, and the walnut sound,~The myrrh, that her 3115 VIII| Bertoldo's son,~Know, that he wandereth, banished from this host,~ 3116 IV| man, and mortal seed,~His wannish eyes upon them bent askance;~ 3117 XVIII| cittern she.~ ~ XXVIII~And wantonly they cast them in a ring,~ 3118 XV| love.~ ~ LIX~These naked wantons, tender, fair and white,~ 3119 XV| ambush placed:~At last she warbled forth a treble small,~And 3120 XVI| feignings sweet, low notes and warbles choice:~So she, not having 3121 VII| their morning song,~Their warbling music pierced her tender 3122 XIX| broke,~And rather chose to ward-than bear his stroke.~ ~ XII~ 3123 III| blow she strucken, and he warded had,~When he cried, "Hold, 3124 II| What sleight had she the wardens to betray?~What strength 3125 VI| falsifieth,~This blow he wardeth, that he lets slip by,~And 3126 XX| false knight~Nor strikes nor wards nor striveth to be gone;~ 3127 XIX| knight arrived where in warklike sort~The men that ample 3128 XI| easy, thin.~Scantly the warlord thus clothed had his gromes,~ 3129 IV| Pale, sad, dismayed, to warn me in my dream,~Alas, how 3130 XII| O wretch that heavenly warnings dost reject!'~The warrior 3131 I| guise~The Christian Lords warraid the eastern land;~Nice by 3132 IV| assaults affords,~Wisdom no warrant from those sweet offences;~ 3133 XVII| Albert his son the Germans warred among,~And there his praise 3134 XX| temples brave,~My blood from washing of my streets withhold,~ 3135 VII| fewer, still themselves they wasted.~ ~ CVII~Argantes nimbly 3136 VIII| Mongst them Alecto strowed wasteful fire,~Envenoming the hearts 3137 IV| kingdoms under,~Through wasteness wide it roared, and hollows 3138 VIII| guess,~Nor sufferest in thy watchful eyes to creep~The sweet 3139 II| charge,~But labor's virtues watching, ease her sleep,~Trouble 3140 II| enterprise.~The field of death, watered with danger's streams;~High 3141 XIII| banks he flows,~Nor Ganges, waterer of the Indian lands,~Nor 3142 I| Cedron, Bethsaida, and each watering else~Empoisoned he, both 3143 III| The alder owner of all waterish ground,~Sweet juniper, whose 3144 IV| succor her, which naught can weaken thee.~ ~ LXXX~"And know, 3145 I| before~The tender imp was weaned from the teat,~The Princess 3146 XVIII| swelled the stream, and weared~The work away, nor sign 3147 XI| And beat the helmet to the wearers' crown,~And on the ruins 3148 I| sought some place to rest his wearied side,~And drew him near 3149 IV| thy cunning must pursue,~Weave thou to end this web which 3150 X| Christians slain roll up in webs of lead;~Lastly the Turks 3151 IV| paragon should Queen Armida wed,~A goodly swain to be a 3152 X| Shall many years mete out by weeks and days,~A prince that 3153 X| hath,~And better than thou weenest know I thee:~I proffer thee 3154 IX| manly tears outwell,~Thou weepest, Solyman, thou that beheld~ 3155 V| they all, this lets thee weet~William Lord Admiral of 3156 V| I trust:~Now if Rinaldo weigh our rule too light,~And 3157 XX| thick and large~Of stiff and well-attempered steel behind,~He shielded 3158 I| need,~Yet armed to point in well-attempted plate,~The land did like 3159 III| Thy faith, zeal, merit, well-deserving is.~ ~ LXIX~"Our loss, 3160 XII| could bear.~ ~ XV~"But for well-guarded is the mighty tower~With 3161 X| And saw one visage of some well-known friend.~In foul despite, 3162 XV| voyage long to end is brought well-near,~The happy Isles of Fortune 3163 II| She could not alter his well-settled thought;~O miracle! O strife 3164 XIX| trumpets, clarions, and well-sounding brass:~The elephant there 3165 XVII| the same way returned the well-taught boat~By which it came, and 3166 IV| grace,~Down from her eyes welled the pearls round,~Upon the 3167 XIV| greatest ill:~ ~ LXXIV~"There welleth out a fair, clear, bubbling 3168 XVIII| weed,~A fountain here, a wellspring there he found;~Here bud 3169 V| then with tresses hoar~Old Wenceslaus, that felt Cupid's rage~ 3170 XIX| with some courtly terms the wench he boards,~He feigns acquaintance, 3171 XIX| through the way that to the west-hill yood~Whereon the old and 3172 VII| is or dead or fled;~But whe'er earth's centre or the 3173 III| Cast in a ring about they wheeled all,~And 'gainst the Christians' 3174 XI| staggered with the pain,~And wheeling round fell grovelling on 3175 VI| of doubts and fears~But whenas death this vital thread 3176 XII| will I die, oh happy day~Whene'er it chanceth! but oh far 3177 XIV| was his strength of yore~Wher'er thy standard broad her 3178 VII| sign of fear betray;~For wheresoever will or chance him guide,~ 3179 X| this lord of war and fate."~Whereto great Solyman gan thus reply:~" 3180 XX| sharped his courage on the whetstone love;~Himself he saved behind 3181 VI| hasted back the way he came whileare,~Nor stayed he aught, nor 3182 X| turned again within short whiles,~With changed looks where 3183 IV| gnarring porter durst not whine for doubt;~Still were the 3184 X| hand~Ruled his steeds, and whipped them now and than,~The wheels 3185 XX| scourge wherewith Christ whips his heathen fone,~Of victory 3186 XIII| with vain plaints betray;~A whirling wind his sword heaved up 3187 XVIII| that tossed to and fro,~The whirlpools sucked down to their bosoms 3188 XVIII| the tempests strong, the whirlwinds blow,~The bitter storm drove 3189 X| speak, and what he will."~A whisper soft arose when this was 3190 V| near,~And thus each minute whispereth in his ear.~ ~ XIX~What, 3191 XIX| And with his hook, his whistle and his cries~Drives forth 3192 X| heavens were clear, and wholsome was the air,~High trees, 3193 XX| he cried,~"This shameless whore, for thee fit weapons were~ 3194 XIV| writ in gold:~ ~ LVIII~" `Whoso thou art whom will or chance 3195 XVIII| spreading wide in rings still wider go,~Moved with a stone calm 3196 XVIII| sorrows past?~To ease my widow nights and careful days?~ 3197 XX| Pagan; each Arabian trows~He wields three swords, all in one 3198 XII| angels, men: as saints may wights on live:"~This said, of 3199 XVI| or boat,~Here darts and wild-fire flew, there drowned or slain~ 3200 XIV| camp she came, and by what wile~The greatest lords and princes 3201 IV| at thy will,~And never willest aught but what is right,~ 3202 VII| LVII~A bugle small he winded loud and shrill,~That made 3203 XIV| daughters bold~With wanton windlays run, turn, play and pass;~ 3204 VII| weary hounds at last retire,~Windless, displeased, from the fruitless 3205 XIII| Arose, moist heaven his windows open laid,~Whence clouds 3206 XVIII| so.~ ~ XCVII~With that he winked, and vanished was and gone;~ 3207 I| stripling seemed he thrive five winters old,~And radiant beams adorned 3208 II| her tender arms in twisted wire:~Dumb was the silver dove, 3209 XVI| thither fast doth run,~And wiseth on his back the armed knight,~ 3210 XVIII| The Egyptian chieftain wisheth health and peace:~ ~ LII~" 3211 VI| gazed,~On this fierce combat wishing oft the end,~ Twixt hope 3212 XVI| XXXVII~All what the witches of Thessalia land,~With 3213 XVIII| to his wonted state,~Of withcrafts free, quite void of spirits 3214 XX| his own leaves, faints, withers, dies at last,~And seems 3215 IV| which we fitly prove~That witless pity breedeth fruitless 3216 XII| which thou willing dost and witting stray:~ ~ LXXXVII~"To worthy 3217 II| of mind,~But kept their wives and children pledge behind.~ ~ 3218 IX| howling filled the valleys wlde:~This was Clorinda, whom 3219 II| doctrine fall and fade,~Till woeful Asia all lie desolate.~Sweet 3220 II| one prince salute another wold;~ ~ LXI~Aletes laid his 3221 XII| Was with her damsels only wond and me,~To me, on whose 3222 XV| thought,~But peopled well, and wonned like your own;~The land 3223 IX| praise, in greatest peril, wons."~ ~ XXIX~Her tender brood 3224 XIV| now became.~ ~ LXVIII~"Of woodbines, lilies, and of roses sweet,~ 3225 XVII| or mountains steep,~Whose woody fronts o'ershade the silent 3226 XIX| foe,~For to your beauty wooed is my might;"~So he began, 3227 XI| cut the cords, wherein the woolpacks lay,~Which done, the sacks 3228 I| streams and salt sea billows worn,~Four thousand foot he brought, 3229 IX| From these ill-armed and worse-hearted bands,~He thinks this people, 3230 IV| grant suspend,~He doubts the worst, and that awhile did stay 3231 V| Then ten appoint among the worthiest,~But let no more attempt 3232 X| XLV~"And thou Argantes wotest what they be;~Oft hast thou 3233 VI| chaste,~At liberty now, where wouldest thou run,~To lay that field 3234 II| thy heart so over-gone?~Wouldst thou not live, nor let me 3235 IV| tyrant, haply, would his wraith restrain~Heard he these 3236 XI| out-streamed from the quick;~To wrest it out the wounded Pagan 3237 XVII| from far;~Then the great wresteler strong Aridamant,~And Tisapherne, 3238 II| steer,~To tilt and tourney, wrestle in the sand,~To leave with 3239 II| is over-gone,~Among these wretches is not one, that cares~For 3240 IV| sigh, entreat and pray,~Wring thy fair hands, cast up 3241 XVIII| distress it stood;~For now they wrinkle, now it sweats and fries,~ 3242 X| the Turk amazed bent,~He wrinkled up his front, and wildly 3243 XX| in the dust,~For on his wrist her sword fell down by chance:~ 3244 VI| heart thy grief and sorrows writeth,~For thy laments how he 3245 X| seemed grave and old,~A writhen staff his steps unstable 3246 XI| them also whose books and writings tell~What certain path to 3247 V| than behoves,~Why then he wrongeth thee an hundred ways;~Nor 3248 XX| Troy never saw the like by Xanthus old:~A conflict sharp there 3249 XVI| can preach,~Like chaste Xenocrates, gainst love divine;~O heavens, 3250 XVIII| linen white full twenty yards he rolled.~ ~ LX~His weapons 3251 IV| There howling Scillas, yawling round about,~There serpents 3252 IV| and thorns resemble,~His yawning mouth, that foamed clotted 3253 IV| seat~On thrones red-hot, ybuilt of burning brass,~Pluto 3254 II| approached near,~In uncouth arms yclad and strange disguise,~From 3255 IV| earnest suit got neither yea nor nay;~But like the sort 3256 IV| Make oracles of women's yeas and nays,~And pine in foolish 3257 IX| jarring trumpets sound,~Their yelling cries to heaven upheaved 3258 X| cattle and of grain~Which yesterday within these walls you brought,~ 3259 IV| Were thralls to beauty, yielden slaves to lore.~ ~ 3260 II| Destroy this field that yieldeth naught but tares,~With thorns 3261 XIV| he marched, and dry shod yode.~ ~ XXXIV~As on the Rhene, 3262 XVII| Four unicorns, by couples yoked and bound;~Of squires and 3263 I| brethren, Lombards fierce and yond,~Achilles, Sforza, and stern 3264 IV| lovesome knight,~Lord Godfrey's youngest brother, Eustace hight.~ ~ 3265 V| face appear,~On this proud youngling while he bends his eyes,~ 3266 XIV| LXXII~"Beside the stream, yparted shall you find~A dame, in 3267 X| There was a woful spectacle yseen,~Death in a thousand ugly 3268 I| captain good,~And hardy knight ysprong of princes' blood.~ ~ XXXVIII~ 3269 XVI| Nor of the Azzain race ysprung thou art,~The mad sea-waves 3270 VIII| and hazards of this world ytost,~rejoice, for those high 3271 IV| brazen tables he his lore ywrit,~And let all tongues and 3272 XI| view of Charles's wain~And Zephyrus' sweet blasts, for on that 3273 XX| divided new~In pieces twain, Zopire on earth she laid;~And then 3274 XVII| His army next brought from Zumara land.~Then he of Tripoli,