Canto

 1    26|   throughout this earthly ball;~Yea, fiercest seemed on those
 2    29|         s skin as hard as bone;~Yea, harder far than steel,
 3    30|   famous peer;~With hundreds -- yea and more -- from far and
 4    30|       fury waxes, grow~As much, yea more, his valour and his
 5    32|      suppliant call,~Who sport, yea feed and live, in streams
 6    32|    tormented evermore.~ ~ XXII~"Yea; rather of myself should
 7    32|   warrior must unseat parforce;~Yea Mars, should Mars contend
 8    34|         was so little light,~-- Yea, well-nigh might be said
 9    34|       yield me for his consort, yea his slave,~With half our
10    35|     hight Lethe, next bestowed,~Yea, rather cast away, his costly
11    37|       for love of her Mausolus, yea~By so much greater, as it
12    37|       would in courtesy pursue,~Yea, rather from the first her
13    37|         suspecting what ensued:~Yea, this while, from that lordship
14    38|        hell your course pursue,~Yea (as the monarch said) your
15    38|  Sobrino's deeds were ever ill:~Yea, many who vaunt more, amid
16    39|        but pledge their word~-- Yea, put aside all hostile injury --~
17    42|  unhappy at her death;~ ~ XCII~"Yea, Italy; that with her triumphs
18    43|        when the feast was done;~Yea after the removal of the
19    45| stripling to the quick to gore:~Yea, would such fury to her
20    46|  evermore.~But now, methinks -- yea, now I see the land;~I see
21    46|    ripened lore,~In yet unripe, yea, raw and tender years,~And