Canto

 1     2|    wily wizard's castle strong~Extends a little plain, two bow-shots
 2     9|       to nothing else his hand extends~Of all the many, many prized
 3    11|     rising sun her yellow hair extends~(His orb as yet half-seen,
 4    11|        horrid jaws, which this extends.~'Tis thus who digs the
 5    15|     wear,~Which here and there extends, as yet unknown,~Yielding
 6    15|       How wide the Persian sea extends to sight;~Whence in few
 7    15|      which near his mansion he extends;~So well concealed beneath
 8    15|      Where still along the sea extends their line;~But take the
 9    18|       rage like hers his wrath extends:~Nor night the king regards,
10    18|        south-easter every wing~Extends, and circles Cyprus to the
11    24|       span in length the wound extends;~Of little depth: of blood
12    25|     scope to which my strength extends,~And leave its satisfaction
13    25|       Which longer than an age extends its reign.~No more, my lord:
14    26|       his saddle on the field,~Extends the champion amid flowers
15    31|        fell, that he the youth extends~Above two lances' length
16    33|       levels, at three strokes extends~All three on earth, and
17    33|        yellow ground,~A frieze extends below those galleries fair.~
18    33|        feet,~Deep under earth, extends a gloomy cell.~The surest
19    35|  headlong on the narrow bridge extends.~ ~ XLIX~Scarce for her
20    43|      jurisdiction to the shore extends,~Where the sea's briny waters
21    45| nostrils, and his pointed ears extends;~So the bold damsel, to