Canto

 1    18|         pointed at his gullet, shewed,~And swore with angry menaces,
 2    23|      the flying horse Astolpho shewed.~ ~ XIII~But she scarce
 3    25|        Rogero force, e'er fury shewed,~If e'er his mighty valour
 4    26|      points (such strength she shewed and grace)~Resembled heavenly
 5    37|      not have us nearer than I shewed,~Now have us of our kin
 6    37|      rapacious stripling, as I shewed,~Who being trusted with
 7    42|       heart, a troubled visage shewed,~And, at the coming of Anglantes'
 8    42| courtesy in face and semblance shewed.~ ~ LXXI~He, after greeting
 9    42|    grace and passing sweetness shewed~Her fair and well wrought
10    45|    mirth to have that prisoner shewed.~And what, since he was