Canto

 1     3|    line.~Dark Fate and Fortune wreck not in their ire.~Alas!
 2     4|     old Atlantes suffers fatal wreck,~Foiled by the ring, and
 3     5|    alive or dead:~Nor, bent to wreck her on this fatal shelf,~
 4     7|        he is dead;~Because the wreck of such a noble knight~Would,
 5     9|        Upon the vulgar herd to wreck his hate.~But his slow horse
 6    17|     the city lie~In unexampled wreck. -- "Ye coward trains,~Whither
 7    19|   would transport his bark, or wreck or sink.~ ~ LIII~For this
 8    25|      wasted by the brand.~What wreck, what ruin then must have
 9    33|     will float,~While we their wreck and labours lost deplore,~
10    35|      his below, that for their wreck combine.~One drowns them,
11    41|     can defend~Their bark from wreck on that rude rock and bare,~
12    41|   blind!~The ship escaped from wreck, where hope was none;~When
13    41| burning bold and lofty Babel's wreck.~A lyme-dog argent bears