Canto

 1     1|        while the maid intends,~Wearied with that long flight and
 2     4| savoury cheer~He amply had his wearied strength restored,~If in
 3     8|   lugubrious strain,~Till I my wearied spirit shall restore:~For
 4     9|        oppressed with toil and wearied sore;~This stretched on
 5    10|     And haply may as well have wearied you;~So that I shall delay
 6    16|       harassed with fatigue, a wearied crew~Withdraw, fresh files
 7    18|   behind, and that before,~And wearied, one and all, and harassed
 8    19|      load his shoulders frees.~Wearied, at length, the burden he
 9    19|    must be, sir cavalier,~Sore wearied with such mighty slaughter
10    20|    with long journey weak, and wearied sore,~Appeared, but pined
11    22|        and without.~ ~ XVI~He, wearied and confused with wandering
12    23|       upward, sighs.~ ~ CXXXII~Wearied and woe-begone, he fell
13    25|     fiercely glows;~And on her wearied eyes should slumber light,~
14    25|   Slumber came and steeped his wearied might~In balmy moisture,
15    28|       true.~After some season, wearied are the twain~With ever
16    28|         Who make the beds, and wearied hackneys sort:~While others
17    28|     which breath refused;~And, wearied with the mirth her tale
18    32|       have no little need,~Who wearied sore with that day's labour
19    37|        that he never more will wearied be~With quickening in his
20    38|      cave,~Wherein reposed the wearied wind, was laid~Quaintly
21    41|     was his side;~Now, when so wearied he no more could smite.~
22    42|    after the unhappy Vestidel,~Wearied and hurt, had sought their
23    43|    will never go~Till from the wearied corse her soul expires;~
24    44|    repose,~As where he may his wearied courser ease,~Whom he so
25    45|      moils without avail,~Till wearied strength and light together