Canto

 1     1|         jealous eye my offering scan,~Nor scorn my gifts who
 2     3|  subjects of discourse together scan,~In conference, which best
 3     8|    wandering evermore, I cannot scan~At morn, where I shall lay
 4    10|       seat on dusky field, next scan,~Of Somerset's good duke,
 5    14|       troop by troop their army scan.~The Catalonians, who their
 6    14|         her new lover's reasons scan.~ ~ LX~Next much more affable,
 7    18|    tiller, prompt his course to scan;~And straightway for the
 8    19| Angelica, in her (if known not) scan,~The lofty daughter of Catay'
 9    22|        cause, if right or evil, scan,~Which moved the banded
10    25|    damsel should a gentle woman scan,~Rather than take me for
11    25|     feel -- yet doubting what I scan --~Feel, I am changed from
12    46|      him the assembled conclave scan.~"What will he be" -- they