Canto

 1     5|            pale face,~And mouth of gall, he answered, 'When I see~
 2    10|           the cruelty to wound~And gall those snowy hands with livid
 3    14| Insufferably the advancing paynims gall:~An ill-resisted rain, which,
 4    14|        summit, stand the rout,~Who gall with lances, and a whistling
 5    16|      Christian troops come on, and gall~Their flying rants, which
 6    28|         and company, the stripling gall,)~He aye betakes himself;
 7    39|           The Moors so pestilently gall and smite,~Agramant finds
 8    40|          and arrow so the Moors to gall,~That none upon the works
 9    41|             their foaming coursers gall.~Bold Brandimart unhorsed
10    42|        vent in some sort spend its gall,~Now we have seen the damsel
11    44|         with saddle or with bit~To gall, but let him to his lair