Canto

 1    11|     fastened in his tongue,~And grasps the rope which from the
 2    11|        smites upon his ears.~He grasps his brand and spurs his
 3    15|      swiftly than his foe.~Then grasps the hair defiled with gore
 4    23|        With either knee Orlando grasps it tight,~Nor can the Tartar
 5    29|        her, and lo! The mane~He grasps, and now secures her by
 6    30| transported, from his hand,~And grasps with right and left his
 7    33|        his courser backs again,~Grasps the enchanted bugle in his
 8    39| drowning hurries back again:~He grasps a burning plank, and in
 9    41|         to the rudder runs, one grasps an oar;~Each to his several
10    42|    tooth, enflamed with spleen,~Grasps his batoon, the poisonous
11    43|      press upon the knight; one grasps his hand;~Another locks