Canto

 1    10|    magic shield to nought.~ ~ CVIII~I say the ring, which Bradamant,
 2    14|        their valiant head.~ ~ CVIII~With old Sobrino, on the
 3    17|     gates upon their road.~ ~ CVIII~Sir Gryphon, was he or his
 4    18|     might win either meed.~ ~ CVIII~But from effecting what
 5    19|    numbers eighteen years.~ ~ CVIII~Much marvels with herself
 6    20|   visage should be known.~ ~  CVIII~The semblance now of foreign
 7    23|    such in ours the sense.~ ~ CVIII~"Gay plants, green herbage,
 8    24| arrives to part the twain.~ ~ CVIII~A messenger arrives, that
 9    26|   pleas maintained by you.~ ~ CVIII~"On this condition was the
10    27|    visage from the ground.~ ~ CVIII~But wonted anger chasing
11    31|       upon Rinaldo's side;~ ~ CVIII~And Malagigi, more than
12    32|     of that damsel's plea.~ ~ CVIII~As when hot summer sun the
13    33|     hunger's cruel stings.~ ~ CVIII~Whene'er to eat or drink
14    37|      and lengthened agony.~ ~ CVIII~To the hag, who bore such
15    43|       destiny had wrought:~ ~ CVIII~"And here Adonio gives the
16    45|    give her to the knight.~ ~ CVIII~For if such words have pass'
17    46|      him had done his due.~ ~ CVIII~He can defend himself; nor