Canto

1     2|   last farewell.~Now sum my griefs, and say if love combine~
2     6|    this monster, I beseech:~Griefs of my own inflict sufficient
3    11| side.~While thus to him her griefs Orlando showed,~The lady'
4    23|  who speaks, which does all griefs outgo.~His pride had from
5    25|     Did with Rogero's other griefs combine:~Now this and now
6    40|  Heard by King Agramant his griefs displaid;~Then him consoled,
7    43|     Some little soothes the griefs that so molest.~Thou only
8    44|     hast no cause, amid thy griefs, to fear~My heart should
9    46|   hatred, and endured~Those griefs, as of the matter ill assured.~ ~