Canto

1     3|      which Phoebus beams,~Where genial stars lend warmth, or cold
2     5|     bitter tears still wash the genial bed;~Not only watered by
3    10|         nicely tempers here the genial air,~But that, unneeding
4    17|    hugged the door-post and the genial bed,~Too soon to be by stranger
5    18|  fragrance bland,~Scent in each genial gale which blows from land.~ ~
6    34|       cleanse and glad anew the genial board.~As they king Phineus
7    34|     your strength with us, with genial cheer."~Continuing his discourse,
8    45| Dislodge the snows and ice with genial hear;~And clear my mind,
9    46|     LXXVII~She had prepared the genial, fruitful bed,~Under a broad