Canto

 1     1|         Like haughty maid, who holds herself above~The world,
 2     2|      keep, sir cavalier,~Which holds a jewel of so rich a ray:~
 3     3|     cavern, is the grave~Which holds his bones; where, for that
 4     3|        she~Release her knight, holds on till even-tide:~'Twas
 5     4|       foes;~But the comparison holds good no more:~For, with
 6     8|       raiment she collects and holds it high;~And, not to wet
 7    11|       distant is, and evermore~Holds down her face, he ill can
 8    17|      So that he dies but well, holds cheap and light.~But where
 9    19|     and veer away~A line which holds this float, and as they
10    23|    kiss and clasp of hand, she holds at nought,~While her a mother
11    23| Question his host of this, but holds his peace,~Because, in sooth,
12    28|    Finds by the way a place he holds more dear.~Here him new
13    29|      keep the pact,~As one who holds not God or saint in fear;~
14    32|    shall see~In what esteem he holds that warlike maid;~For he
15    32|     One that his lofty virtues holds so high,~'Twere need some
16    36|        He rests his lance, but holds the stave suspended,~So
17    37| faulchion from the wood,~Which holds no more the weapon, as whilere.~
18    39|       bear~(For him the hunter holds), with anger burns;~Torments
19    41|      That at sword's length he holds the ancient peer.~ ~ XC~
20    42|         while he chases her or holds at bay,~Smites her and venges