Canto

 1    14|       but braves the sky.~ ~ CXXI~Rodomont has no sooner gained
 2    17|   makes so passing light;~ ~ CXXI~Who, after feat so base
 3    18|    before King Norandine.~ ~ CXXI~Seizing their steeds and
 4    20|    old and foul to sight.~ ~ CXXI~To have sport of him --
 5    23|    parting, had bestowed.~ ~ CXXI~A deadly axe was this unhappy
 6    26|    outrage goad and fire.~ ~ CXXI~Rogero storms upon the paynim'
 7    27|   herself a female hight.~ ~ CXXI~"Yet be not therefore proud
 8    33| knotted tails are rolled.~ ~ CXXI~The fowls are heard in air;
 9    37|   and mantled as whilere.~ ~ CXXI~Here Ulany remained, and
10    43|       is stir and strife.~ ~ CXXI~"And even that Anselmo waited,
11    46|    paynim's armour bored.~ ~ CXXI~When Rodomont beholds in