Canto

1     4|     behead the fallen foe,~She lifts her conquering hand; but
2    10|       leap.~But from the water lifts at length her sight,~And
3    22|   Astolpho hears the noise and lifts his head,~And, when he sees
4    33|         which whirls it round,~Lifts if aloft awhile, and from
5    33|      appears;~Astolpho quickly lifts the bugle's round;~And (
6    35| renowned,~This from the saddle lifts, in air suspends,~Then headlong
7    41|       that behind;~Whereof one lifts him high, one sinks him
8    41|    suffering grievous pain.~He lifts his face, his eyes about
9    42|     than mail.~ ~ XIII~Orlando lifts the helmet, and descries~