Canto

 1     1|  his good heels had split a metal rock.~ ~ LXXV~Then to the
 2     4|   XXIV~Not that the shining metal could offend,~As wont those
 3     7|    barred.~ ~ III~Of finest metal was her armour bright,~With
 4    12|     Of seven good plates of metal, tempered hard.~ ~ XLIX~
 5    17|  And bids them the sonorous metal blow,~Proclaiming him the
 6    20|  But she sate stedfast as a metal rock,~And at the warrior'
 7    30| chain,~And the well wealded metal's temper tried,~Against
 8    31|     with them such sonorous metal brayed,~So many drums and
 9    33|     more, nor yet the solid metal fly.~ ~ LXXXI~With mickle
10    33|     so abound,~Is that best metal; lodges built in air~Which
11    35|      Who names, engraved on metal, thither bore.~ ~ XI~I know
12    39| fear!~Let each now show the metal of his sword,~Each for a