Canto

 1     1|      with drooping head,~He rested mute, ere he began his moan;~
 2     2|   with whizzing sound,~With rested lance, he darted from on
 3     3| then the damsel at a hostel rested,~Where Sir Brunello was
 4     4|     him bring~Nor mace, nor rested lance, nor bitting sword,~
 5    10|  train returned abroad,~And rested in their ship, in haven
 6    16|   Rinaldo, having broke his rested spear,~So wheels his horse,
 7    16|     their coursers on, with rested lance,~When either warrior
 8    17|    lance upon his thigh~Has rested, little used to miss the
 9    17|   No sooner he his head had rested there,~Than, with deep sleep
10    18|     ease the weary warriors rested~Than had they been in costly
11    19|     guise,~The happy lovers rested in delight.~Save for the
12    19|   might and main,~If he had rested till to-morrow's light?~
13    21|    hurtle in mid space with rested spears.~ ~ X~Hermonides
14    22|      with their huge lances rested well.~Up to the points nigh
15    23|    up the sky:~Nor long had rested there ere, left and right,~
16    23|    noon of day~The pair had rested, locked in fond embrace.~
17    26| view;~Against him both with rested lances run:~He falls the
18    30|    plain.~The beamy lances, rested by the two,~Well warranted
19    31| King Rodomont as well, with rested spear,~Thundered along the
20    43|  lord, till at his side~She rested from her weary search, and