Canto

 1    14|         Next joys himself with Doralice; such plunder,~Aided by
 2    14|    middle of the mead surveyed~Doralice (such the gentle lady's
 3    14|    such amorous fire.~ ~  LVII~Doralice he consoled this while,
 4    14|  showed,~Her thanks at parting Doralice bestowed.~ ~ LXIV~Thence
 5    14|       with the bit and string,~Doralice, daughter to Grenada's king;~ ~
 6    18|     Sarza's king, by beauteous Doralice.~ ~ XXIX~When she fell into
 7    23|   conducts him on the trace~Of Doralice and Mandricardo bold.~Behind,
 8    23|         Since he with him fair Doralice had led;~Whom from a hundred
 9    23|           LXXXIX~The beauteous Doralice, who sees her guide~So quit
10    23|    Mandricardo cried~His lady, Doralice) "my hackney's rein,~Since
11    23|       her, the ancient dame~On Doralice and Mandricardo came.~ ~
12    24|      Where chased by dread, to Doralice drew near,~And for the love
13    24|      disastrous feud.~ ~ LXXII~Doralice, who as courteous was as
14    24|    mountain's side.~ ~ XCV~Him Doralice, as soon as he his front~
15    24|      by law:~ ~ CX~But to fair Doralice approached, and said~Marsilius,
16    26| whither, forced by spell,~Fair Doralice upon her palfrey speeds,~
17    26|      in the champions' company~Doralice, cause of all their discord,
18    26|        recompense and place~Of Doralice, to Rodomont convey;~As
19    26|        and one~Bids enter into Doralice's steed,~Whom he to fury
20    26|      Pursued King Rodomont and Doralice.~ ~ CXXXII~Marphisa rose
21    27|    ramp~Bears off the frighted Doralice amain;~Nor river nor yet
22    27|       slow~With the affrighted Doralice to fare:~A third, lest they
23    27|   ensued,~Because of beauteous Doralice, between~The king of Scythia
24    27|   Before the Tartar, had loved Doralice,~(Who had preferred that
25    29|  warrior strange,~He would his Doralice already change;~ ~ IV~And,
26    30|        with such fury stirred,~Doralice dares no longer peace advise,~
27    30|      borne away.~So, erred his Doralice, that oft was drowned~In
28    30|        Africk or of Spain;~And Doralice, herself, although she moan,~
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