Canto

 1     1|      LIV~He, full of fond and eager passion, pressed~Towards
 2     2|    blood,~Forces whate'er his eager course confined,~Ditch,
 3     2|   name,~Her radiant face with eager joy dilates.~But, full of
 4     3|    holy place,~She prays with eager lips, and heart elate,~To
 5     3|      went.~Then Bradamant her eager lips unclosed,~Since the
 6     5|       St. Andrew's town, with eager speed,~Where was the king
 7     5|     his evil foeman's breast,~Eager to finish at a single heat.~
 8     9| hastes in his impatient heat,~Eager to reach that isle, the
 9    10|      hear and see,~The lover, eager his desires to speed,~Heaps
10    11|    arms, and hurrying on with eager pace~'Twixt tree and tree,
11    11|    XXIX~But no less slow than eager was the knight:~The winds
12    14|       for Christ to die;~Who, eager to assail the Saracen,~On
13    16|       quickly rose anew;~And, eager to avenge his charger's
14    21|     at an easy pace;~Argaeus, eager his revenge to wreak,~Assailed
15    22| larum-bell.~ ~ LIX~And lo, in eager hurry from the gate~An elder
16    23|        Though afterwards less eager to pursue,~Since he with
17    24|  Zerbino, on the watch, whose eager eye~Waits on his wit, wheels