Canto

 1     1|   hangs,~Why should I longer pine in hopeless pangs?~ ~ XLII~"
 2     1| aghast,~And sees the distant pine without its crown,~Which
 3     6|     between a bay-tree and a pine.~ ~ XXIV~And there, close-by
 4    10|  land was left; and there to pine~Olympia, who yet slept the
 5    10|      palm the second peer;~A pine amid the waves the latter
 6    10|          LXXXVIII~"A burning pine by Kildare is displayed;~
 7    12| squeal and grunt is heard to pine)~Came driving at the count
 8    17|      many a year for her did pine,~Above all other damsels
 9    20|     on that desert shore,~To pine of want. Another troop repeat,~
10    21|   Boreas stands the mountain pine,~That has a hundred times
11    23|  proofs and full,~Who a tall pine uprooted at a pull.~ ~ CXXXV~
12    24|     like a fair trophy, on a pine.~And, to preserve them safe
13    24|    lord~Hastes gladly to the pine, and takes the sword.~ ~
14    45|   prisoned and with pain and pine consumed,~Her consort to