Canto

 1    12|        thinks he hears, a voice complain:~He forward spurs, and sees
 2    12|        search and heard a voice complain,~Which seemed to be Angelica'
 3    19|       henceforth stranger shall complain,~So long as the world lasts,
 4    20|       unhappy Cretan women more complain,~And fuller tears on this
 5    27|      often, in impatience, they complain,~And call those famous cavaliers
 6    28|        I, she with reason could complain:~For if two fell to every
 7    30|       her lover, cold and pale, complain,~Save by the griding curb
 8    32|       rather of myself should I complain,~Than the desire, to which
 9    32|      this offence I will not, I complain --~But, having made it mine,
10    41|       short time is left him to complain,~His hasty wrath breaks
11    43|   Forgive, if thou beholdest me complain:~Because I sorrow to remain
12    43|       they hear~The champion so complain, his outcries fill~Orlando
13    44| stander-by o'erheard the knight complain,~And more than once his
14    45|        never ceased a moment to complain:~He called on Death, and
15    45|       LXXXVII~"Whereof should I complain," he said, "wo is me!~So