Canto

 1     9|        But feels such pity for Olympia fair,~Wronged by Cymosco,
 2     9|      large company,~Went where Olympia in her vessel stayed:~For
 3    10|   breast,~Who leaves one night Olympia on the shore.~To Logistilla'
 4    10|       found, a famous crew,~To Olympia I would give the first degree~
 5    10|    Himself, I say, should kind Olympia love.~ ~ III~Not only should
 6    10|         So was the raging rife Olympia blew~Within his breast,
 7    10|        feigns the wary knight,~Olympia less to love than to adore~
 8    10|     were harboured in a hight,~Olympia landed and the board was
 9    10|       no further cares molest,~Olympia lap in slumber so profound,~
10    10|        left; and there to pine~Olympia, who yet slept the woods
11    10|      overhung the foaming sea.~Olympia (MIND such vigour did bestow)~
12    10|       moan, and prayers~Of sad Olympia, sorrowing on the steep.~
13    11|      orc so many damsels slew;~Olympia frees, and spoils the beast
14    11|     when nigher her he sought:~Olympia she appears, and is indeed~
15    11|     she appears, and is indeed~Olympia, whose faith reaped so ill
16    11|        a meed.~ ~  LV~Wretched Olympia; whom, beside the scorn~
17    11|        knows not how.~ ~ LXVII~Olympia's beauties are of those
18    11| various fashions found.~So was Olympia clothed; while sad of mood~
19    11|      grave impediment.~Not for Olympia thither had he made,~But,
20    11| permits no more.~Departing, he Olympia recommends~To the Irish
21    11|      LXXX~Oberto takes to wife Olympia fair,~And her of countess