Canto

 1     1|     peerless prey:~Else by long toil I see not what we gain~But
 2     3|        to man:~And they all day toil on, without repose,~Where
 3     4|       vainly would each painful toil bestow.~"Lo! where his prisoners!"
 4     7|      with her hand, such subtle toil well taught,~For him in
 5     9|     Each sleeps, oppressed with toil and wearied sore;~This stretched
 6     9|          Like them by the first toil that springs betrayed;~And
 7    11|         his task be spent time, toil, and care,~Nor Lemnos' god,
 8    12|      had composed,~That in this toil, this pleasing pain, might
 9    14|       of bastion,~And with much toil disrupted, solid wall;~While
10    15|      have bestowed his time and toil in vain.~It was with this
11    15|        the emprize,~Assured his toil will be bestowed in vain;~
12    17|         his horse foredone~With toil, or was it sleep his eyes
13    19|         does fatigue so short a toil succeed,"~Answered Marphisa, "
14    19|         They deem these of mere toil and labour long~Must die,
15    23|    herself, to sew,~With subtle toil; and with fine gold o'erlaid~
16    41|      Alpine hills, untouched by toil whilere,~Well shows that
17    42| Reined-in his courser, how with toil, and cried,~"Here 'twere
18    42|      wise,~With much and subtle toil, the fount was made:~In
19    43|        fay had made with speedy toil prepare~An alabaster palace
20    44|       won the blade with mickle toil and grief,~Than by Rogero,