Canto

 1    10|  wound her with its fangs;~ ~ CIV~So the fell orc Rogero does
 2    14|       succour every where.~ ~ CIV~Paris is seated on a spacious
 3    15| ashamed his grief to tell.~ ~ CIV~This: for that Aquilant
 4    17|       lauded for his care.~ ~ CIV~The eight, who had to keep
 5    18|     costly palace guested.~ ~ CIV~And when the clear and lucid
 6    19|        consort was of ten.~ ~ CIV~"The scathe they have to-day
 7    20|    greater than their own.~ ~ CIV~But none with her opine,
 8    23|       than his had signed.~ ~ CIV~"And yet I know these characters,"
 9    24|   force the stroke repaid.~ ~ CIV~Rodomont smites, and in
10    26|      good Hector's shield.~ ~ CIV~"Yet once before -- nor
11    27|      in favour of his foe,~ ~ CIV~As his best lore, at length
12    31|     will the question try.~ ~ CIV~Thither Rinaldo will the
13    32|     woman should displace.~ ~ CIV~"Grant we (what I confess
14    33|  there is wrought in gold.~ ~ CIV~High prized withal, albeit
15    37|    imposed by her, obeyed.~ ~ CIV~Such end to compass is no
16    42|       wine Rinaldo poured.~ ~ CIV~Rinaldo was nigh moved the
17    43|   spent, augment the more:~ ~ CIV~" `And because with that
18    44|     of the unicorn behind.~ ~ CIV~He by the buckler knew as
19    45|       to be Rogero's wife;~ ~ CIV~And this, before all others,
20    46|       the court of France.~ ~ CIV~He neither lighted from