Canto

 1     1| feeble wit which fain would climb~And hourly wastes my sense,
 2     2|  prize below.~But you would climb yon cliffs, and for your
 3     4|  furnished man the means to climb the hill.~The castle seemed
 4     4|   rugged hill to round;~And climb, till to the castle-gate
 5     5|    Here oft I made my lover climb to me,~And (what he was
 6     6|     now lament my rashness, climb the fish.~ ~ XLI~"To Dudon
 7     7|  paths whence men to virtue climb.~ ~ LXIII~"I was more wont
 8    13|  And it behoves thee now to climb the sell,~Would'st thou
 9    18|   speed.~Too high a wall to climb is mountain-steep,~The yawning
10    19|  Departing hence the lovers climb the side~Of hills, which
11    20| dread moment drop,~Never to climb the river's margin more.~
12    20|   that same day his pinnace climb;~Thence wafted to Marseilles
13    24|     deed,~Is bowning him to climb his horse; when, lo!~The
14    33|   wear~The knightly mail or climb the steed again;~Save that
15    40|    brought,~Climbed, and to climb withal to others cried:~