Canto

 1     1|       banks a fresher herbage grows;~While the twin streams
 2     6|      sweet,~That the rude sea grows civil at her song,~Wont
 3    10|    the vernal sun expands and grows.~To say Bireno loved the
 4    10|      the knowledge of himself grows wise.~ ~ LX~Their rays,
 5    23|      And pale with sudden joy grows Isabel:~Then, changing,
 6    24|       conclusion, say;~He who grows old in love, besides all
 7    24|   short interval, his anguish grows;~His anguish grows, with
 8    24|    anguish grows;~His anguish grows, with such impetuous pains,~
 9    24|       on the shadowy hedgerow grows,~Exclaims, "Without me think
10    28|     sick man who with a fever grows,~And, weak and weary, shifts
11    31|      augmented, to perfection grows,~And takes a finer edge;
12    32|     boundless torrent quickly grows.~ ~ XXXIII~That she with
13    32| pitcher her smothered anguish grows,~Her plaints no longer able
14    39|       stupid limbs and visage grows.~This done, with herbs,
15    41|   more lightly and his vigour grows.~ ~  L~His vigour grows;
16    41|       grows.~ ~  L~His vigour grows; unwearied is his mind;~
17    43|     dark and dismal greenwood grows.~Silent appeared the gloomy