Canto

 1    12| other wait:~Speedily all his foemen are in flight.~And when
 2    14| tresses, shine.~These at the foemen scaled, upon all hands,~
 3    14|      dread~Within awaits the foemen who assail;~Because between
 4    15|    we were rescued, and your foemen slain.~ ~ III~This was the
 5    16|    any be afraid,~Our broken foemen will the assault abide;~
 6    17|  fine perform in play,~Which foemen do that deadly weapons measure,~
 7    18|      Of Oliver to seek their foemen went:~With many of his vassals
 8    19|    And word and the tread of foemen, as in chase:~Lastly Medoro
 9    19|   bow, and, 'mid the band~Of foemen, whirls his falchion, in
10    39|     When known for Moors and foemen by their tongue.~ ~ LXXXI~
11    40|     at the very sight, their foemen shook.~ ~ XXIX~As on loud
12    44|     And on the marrow deadly foemen are.~Because such is not
13    45|     hers, that in career~Her foemen ever upon earth had laid:~
14    46|     Bertolage~Slain by their foemen and Sir Pinnabel:~But they