Canto

 1     1|     bosom of its bleeding dam, dismayed,~Bounds, through the forest
 2     3|    after rising from the rock, dismayed~At her shrewd fall, and
 3     4|       fait countenance was all dismayed,~And by the fear of death
 4     8| courser, by the whizzing sound dismayed,~Little the guiding hand
 5     8|       the cliff, afflicted and dismayed.~He to that place had come
 6    12|       not for what had chanced dismayed)~Covered with lifted shield
 7    18|   instil,~Fled here and there, dismayed on every side,~When they
 8    19|     waxed the storm, which had dismayed,~Till then enduring in such
 9    19|        hundred thousand swords dismayed them more.~Them little this,
10    20|       many days remain so sore dismayed,~That they seem lifeless
11    22|  forest fled.~ ~ LXXV~Pale and dismayed his spurs the caitiff plied~
12    23|    guide~So quit the field, -- dismayed at his retreat,~And wonted
13    26|        no steed, here learned, dismayed,~How wretched is the poor
14    32|   sorer far than wind and cold dismayed~That lovely lady's loss
15    39|       and stands afflicted and dismayed,~He recollects him how the