Canto

 1     3| travellers no more to be,~Some natural tears they drop and then
 2     4|     wrought by magic lore,~But natural was the steed the wizard
 3     5|      hair, in every clime, his natural foe;~But to deal death to
 4     6|         XV~And yielding to his natural inclination,~And at the
 5     7|       LXVI~So speaking, to the natural shape she wore~Before his
 6     9|        To idle speeches of his natural mood:~But plights his solemn
 7    12|       a window dight,~Within a natural fissure on the right.~ ~
 8    17|    Showing how recreant is his natural bent;~And next, on Gryphon
 9    17|         And (such his wont and natural courtesies)~Obliged beneath
10    17|        pay,~Until he drove his natural scent away.~ ~ XLVI~"And
11    19|   blood her tushes bare,~Would natural hate and wrath the beast
12    21|      breeze~Of autumn most its natural moisture dries,~And strips
13    23|       he, so grief barred each natural vent,~Moisture for tears,
14    24|      reverend father, who with natural sense~Abundant goodness
15    28|      best to find a girl whose natural bent~And face to both of
16    28|      he might hope to find his natural stay.~ ~ LXXXIX~Rodomont
17    30|       me, to strife impels~The natural rage, wherewith your bosom
18    31|       wit obscure,~And from it natural bent our judgment wrest:~
19    34|      Which well might pass for natural flowers which blow,~Catching
20    37|        that 'tis far below its natural height.~ ~ V~Not only Thomyris
21    37|  affright;~In that, beside his natural love of wrong,~He is endowed
22    37|        took his stand.~Through natural daring and through amorous
23    37|        unveil~That decency and natural shame offend;~And if with
24    42|      hear strange novelties~By natural desire he still was led,~