Canto

1    14|        And with so many bodies strewed the ground,~That direr havoc
2    17|       seem but few to what are strewed~On fattened field and bank,
3    23| spontoon or bill the champaign strewed~This one along the road,
4    24|       broken boughs, at random strewed.~Although the prince wards
5    25|    rain of flowers the horizon strewed,~Painting the joyous east
6    31|     earth his sword and armour strewed,~Doffed by that peer, and
7    37|     with his impious sword, as strewed~Is grass with scythe, when
8    39|       Above a hundred dead are strewed around;~Nor more defence
9    46|        are seen:~Him have they strewed, and stew with heaven's