Canto

 1     7|   Upon her tender cheek the mingled dye~Is scattered, of the
 2    10|  and vermillion rose,~Which mingled in her lovely members meet,~
 3    17| That mercy may with justice mingled be,~Has monstrous and destructive
 4    19|  shaggy care,~And growls in mingled sound of love and rage,~
 5    27|  And other squadrons of the mingled train,~Beneath the holy
 6    27|  the widow's outcry swells,~Mingled with elder's and with orphan'
 7    32|     lily white~Yet scatters mingled with the crimson rose.~Nor
 8    34|  from the fleeces spun,~And mingled by that second, foul from
 9    42|     ornaments and rich~That mingled in that gay quadrangle meet,~
10    44|      Of herbs and flowers a mingled rain, where'er~They wend,
11    46|      Women and men I see, a mingled crew,~At my return rejoicing,