Canto

 1     1|   stone.~And so he sighed and wept; like rivers flowed~His
 2     3|     and the scented~Amber was wept, as fabling poet dreams.~
 3     6|       His brother and Geneura wept as dead,~And king, and people,
 4    10|      was the feeble note,~She wept and clapt her hands in agony.~"
 5    13|      her woeful case~The lady wept alone, to her drew near~
 6    14|       charge of Libicane,~Who wept the sable Dudrinasso dead.~
 7    17|   house, pale women fled,~Who wept, afflicted sore, and beat
 8    23|    said~Was drowned, so often wept with many a tear,~As if
 9    23|     Zerbino woe,~And Isabella wept for sorrow: they~Had wended
10    30| Though the offence is, after, wept and rued,~The penance which
11    36|       thee, they woful loss I wept,~And with more watchful
12    40|        and with Sobrino fled,~Wept over his Biserta when he
13    43|  envoy fell:~O day, that ever wept by him will be!~To be excused,
14    43|      whilere.~Might well have wept away his eyes and brows:~