Canto

 1     1|       Saracen her lovely visage spies.~And, pale as is her cheek,
 2     1|      without one guiding gleam,~Spies in broad day but that which
 3     2|    youthful cavalier she seated spies;~ ~ XXXV~A cavalier, who
 4     2|    above the shelterd yard, she spies~A helpless chicken near
 5     7|       the successor of Astolpho spies~Those smiling stars above
 6     7|         or rather semi-deities,~Spies daily what her thoughts
 7     9|          both burgh and city he~Spies; nor surveys the realm of
 8    11|        dearest Bradamant Rogero spies~The lovely visage of its
 9    12|     neither cavalier nor damsel spies.~ ~ IX~He suddenly dismounts,
10    12|       through court and gallery spies;~Nor sees the giant or the
11    12| features known before astounded spies,~The fierce, disdainful
12    16|    squire receives a lance, and spies~King Prusion little distant,
13    16|         hears groan~And tumult, spies the horrid tokens there~
14    19|     fair Angelica the stripling spies,~Nigh hurt to death in that
15    20|      and ill-customed, when she spies~Marphisa's aged charge approaching
16    21|         and went. Thus each who spies~His outset, of his journey
17    23|       the turf, if he a serpent spies.~ ~ CXXIV~In him, forthwith,
18    29|      hold, where he his vantage spies;~Now within Roland's legs,
19    32|         host so rarely sundered spies,~That every one, throughout
20    40|      Dudon hears, the slaughter spies,~But knows not who the stranger
21    41|         s motions good Gradasso spies;~Nor at his coming is the
22    43|       man is gone,~And where he spies the loneliest place, his