Canto

 1     2| pinions to the wind, and soars amain.~So straight the necromancer'
 2    10|       heaven, uprising, soared amain,~And left behind each gazer
 3    11|  discern:~Both sculls he pulls amain, and nears the shore,~With
 4    18|        from each passage troop amain.~So that, were they unarmed,
 5    19|       and drags him to himself amain;~But, as his eyes that beauteous
 6    21|     before the strongest flies amain:~Philander, so distraught
 7    24|      the Sarzan monarch drives amain;~Who stands as firm as rock
 8    27|      off the frighted Doralice amain;~Nor river nor yet yawning
 9    27|     mid breast Marphisa griped amain,~And lifted up the losel
10    30|      he springs upon the steed amain,~Erewhile the champion's
11    30|       he pauses not, but spurs amain,~And Mandricardo smites
12    33|      heard in air; then swoops amain~The covey well nigh in that
13    43|        shore the boatmen drive amain:~Next through a stagnant