Canto

 1     7|           with altered eyes,~And throws away what he was used to
 2     8|         his breast, and backward throws,~Then flushed with honest
 3    10|      proud damsel at the warrior throws,~Though to her taunts Rogero
 4    10|      monster's eyes the radiance throws,~Which works as it was wont
 5    13|          service-tree its shadow throws.~Orlando lops the branches
 6    16|          her history,~She wholly throws the blame on Gryphon good;~
 7    18|          s distance from Mamuga, throws~Martano in the avenging
 8    24|       sorrow drowned,~The damsel throws herself, in her despair,~
 9    25| beauteous arms about my neck she throws,~And fondly clasping me,
10    26|          the casque offends;~Nor throws that paynim knight, nor
11    26|    strives, and time and trouble throws away;~For as she makes one
12    32|         is, th4e grieving damsel throws,~And that the sad lament
13    33|         there, her restless body throws,~Now right, now left, but
14    39|       her arms about the warrior throws.~ ~ XXXIX~This was fair
15    39|       flung parforce,~As farrier throws the struggling ox or horse.~ ~
16    41|         face, his eyes about him throws;~And thither, where more
17    42|          quickly from his saddle throws;~And, with a face disturbed,
18    43|       now Aurora from her basket throws~All her rich flowers, and