Canto

 1     1|  need;~For the poor drowning caitiff, who, chin-deep,~Implores
 2     3|   eyes, concealed by it, the caitiff slips~If once he place the
 3    12|  liar, marched with me,~Say, caitiff, in what country, when and
 4    14|      the noose, and near~The caitiff's fate, when at the many'
 5    18|    with his foe to cope)~The caitiff's arms behind him with a
 6    22|   and dismayed his spurs the caitiff plied~Whose last hope of
 7    27|    on her road had from that caitiff born.~ ~ LXXXVIII~A squire
 8    27|    him who would defend~That caitiff, come himself, or send him
 9    27| Marphisa's courser lies:~The caitiff weeps, and shrieking in
10    27|    And often had to hand the caitiff schemed,~Since he had forfeited
11    27|       To leave that wretched caitiff to his pain;~And albeit
12    28|      which flies~From such a caitiff's tongue; and still we hear~
13    32|      And from the noose that caitiff would have freed,~Heaven'
14    39|  Since swimming profited the caitiff nought,~And he perceived