Canto

 1     2|    King Sacripant on earth was flung;~The worthy sister of the
 2     4|      Him hath the dame already flung; by me~Excused with reason,
 3     6|       back a palm; his buckler flung~Before him, and next sallied
 4     9|   heavy lance Orlando from him flung,~And to close combat with
 5    10|  Aurora upon earth beneath had flung;~And the old woe, beside
 6    10|        forth from the pavilion flung.~ ~ XXII~And seaward ran,
 7    17|      the vile Martano had been flung.~Hence, from himself the
 8    20|   closely guarded, into prison flung,~Kept for like cruel use
 9    22|        take the hippogryph, he flung~The saddle on him, which
10    29|        only two yards wide,~He flung across the stream which
11    35|      helm and mail unbound,~He flung against the tomb; and thence,
12    35|      Whence the proud Moor was flung in martial course.~ ~ LX~"
13    36| stronger of the two~As to have flung the maid in every just,~
14    37|        a stone,~Which has been flung by some wayfaring wight,~
15    39|      blame of that ill counsel flung~On King Sobrino's head,
16    39|   those leaves upon the waters flung!~ ~ XXVII~They wax in number
17    39|     sinewy arms about his body flung;~And to the champion's legs
18    39|    fell fistycuff on earth was flung;~And, seeing they could
19    39|      The warriors thus Orlando flung parforce,~As farrier throws
20    41|       on the head he smote and flung;~But straight from earth
21    42|      twould seem with bane.~He flung from the magician suddenly,~
22    42|    case:~Now through the vizor flung the poisonous pest,~Which
23    42|       She, 'mid the brightest, flung her light as far,~As amid
24    45|    made repair,~And would have flung the fear of death behind:~