Canto

 1     1|   through the forest green in ceaseless fear~Of the destroying beast,
 2     4|  Bears;~For night and day the ceaseless tempest blew.~Scotland at
 3     8|       weary bed,~Vexed with a ceaseless care, Orlando sought;~Now
 4     9|    days, in one~Backwards the ceaseless wind the frigate bore;~The
 5    10|    dead,~He saw her bathed in ceaseless tears deplore:~And, as cold
 6    12|     whom, night and day, with ceaseless pain,~Inside and out, he
 7    12| Orlando's hand."~ ~ LXXXI~His ceaseless strokes scarce one the other
 8    13|    whose woody top is beat~By ceaseless winds, the waters bathe
 9    18|  place more nigh,~Poured in a ceaseless shower, the weapons fly.~ ~
10    18|    long day, dogs, blows, and ceaseless scorn;~Who hunts the scattered
11    21|   pursued.~Till broken by the ceaseless grief he fed,~He sickened
12    23|       Behind, Hippalca him in ceaseless chase,~Pursues with taunt
13    23|      full a vein.~Of tears my ceaseless sorrow lacked supplies;~
14    25|     Will he dishonour. What a ceaseless smart~Will scorn inflict,
15    27|            For I on him would ceaseless war have made,"~(He added) "
16    28| strain~One jot diminishes his ceaseless pain.~ ~ XXXII~"Above his
17    31|    Rinaldo is distraught with ceaseless woe:~He feels his heart
18    40|    And that, protected by the ceaseless fall~Of stone and dart,
19    41|    fountain,~Which falls with ceaseless murmur from the mountain.~ ~
20    42|       her thousand eyes tears ceaseless well)~Followed the knight,