Canto

 1     1|        glad amends~In that full bliss by pining lover sought.~
 2     1|       eyes,~With such excessive bliss the son she mourned~As dead,
 3     1|    plume he wore.~Balked of his bliss, and full of fell despite,~
 4     5|         empty hopes can with my bliss compare.~Then since my happier
 5     7|        eyes~Plunged in a sea of bliss, he swims outright.~He leaps
 6    13|       with her, partaker of her bliss,~First among wealthy dukes,
 7    25|     between us two;~So that our bliss endured some months; at
 8    27| pronounce what would ensure his bliss.~Nor thus alone King Rodomont
 9    34|      long should be possest~The bliss that I, in my despite, supplied;~
10    42|        certified~That called to bliss above is Brandimart;~For
11    43|      sovereign woe to sovereign bliss recalls!~ ~ LXXVIII~"He
12    46|   sceptre swayed~To infect such bliss with impious venom hies,~