Canto

 1     1|         Then, as at hazard, she directs her sight,~Sounding in arms
 2     8|      her eyes the damsel bright~Directs, which water face and breast
 3     9| courteous lore~Had never known, directs his whole intent~The count
 4    12|       are~Ferrau and Sacripant, directs her chase;~Rogero, with
 5    16|       covets still,~At Agramant directs a deadly blow,~-- Who seems
 6    17|        next, somedeal advanced, directs the blow;~And, smiting,
 7    19|      arrow to his bow~Fits, and directs it with so true an eye,~
 8    20|    strand,~And none is there -- directs along the bay~His eyes,
 9    22|    canvas spread,~For Calais he directs the galley's head.~ ~ IX~
10    25|      the arrow goes,~Which Love directs, may well by you be wist.~
11    27|         another's tree?~But she directs not all by certain plan;~