Parte,  Chap.

 1  II,      XXII| sore-wounded Durandarte! O unhappy Belerma! O tearful Guadiana, and
 2  II,     XXIII|         and carried it to the lady Belerma, as his friend when at the
 3  II,     XXIII|            breast,~ And bear it to Belerma.~ This was my last request.~ ~
 4  II,     XXIII|           the presence of the lady Belerma, whom, together with you,
 5  II,     XXIII|       attendants of Durandarte and Belerma, who were enchanted there
 6  II,     XXIII|            the cloth, was the lady Belerma, who, with her damsels,
 7  II,     XXIII|          she is, and the lady Dona Belerma is what she is and has been,
 8  II,     XXIII|       scarcely come up to the lady Belerma; for it were enough for
 9  II,     XXIII|      hearing my lady compared with Belerma."~ ~"Still I wonder," said
10  II,     XXIII|       would let me know how he and Belerma, and Durandarte, and all