Canto

 1     2|        his foul heart, the wicked County brewed;~Or, as the first
 2     2|       LXXII~When her approach the County's first intent~Made vain,
 3     8|         guard, when he;~"I am the County," whispered in his ear,~
 4     9|      courteous lore,~Turns to the county, after greetings due,~Reputing
 5     9|     prosperous wind to speed.~The county hastes in his impatient
 6     9|          Armed at all points, the county passed ashore,~Borne on
 7     9| drawbridge lift,~But the pursuing county is too swift.~ ~ LXXII~The
 8     9|         thanks both lovers to the county paid.~ ~ LXXXVI~The people,
 9    11|           with grief and pain the County fares,~When a long cry,
10    12|       sight~Of his lost love, the County strives in fray~With fierce
11    12|         women's way;~But when the County was descending there,~Concluded
12    13|        set!"~ ~ XXXIV~Then to the County cried: "I never knew~A man
13    23|          to seek out the grieving county flew,~And, prefacing her
14    23|           his horse the sorrowing County lit,~And at the entrance
15    29|           cavalier,~The miserable county knew aright;~And mighty
16    39|        drawing-in his breath, the county drained~The mystic cup withal.
17    41|          speed in the career:~The County by that stroke astounded
18    41|          CII~Come to himself, the County turns his eye~And sees his
19    42|          had drained.~ ~  XIX~The County has him taken, bleeding
20    43|     Fixing his stedfast eyes, the County said:~ ~ CLXX~"O comrade