Canto

1     8|    fairy met.~ ~ IV~He on his fist a ravening falcon bore,~
2    15|     with the mace he lops the fist;~And now this arm, now the
3    16|     spear new levelled in his fist,~At Oran's king behold Rinaldo
4    23| without other weapon than the fist;~With this the desperate
5    27| choler, flies~With a clenched fist at him of Sericane,~And
6    29|      foe,~Smote with clenched fist, and force which nought
7    37|  fight,~So smote him with her fist upon the head,~That on his
8    39|      wound,~With his clenched fist, that pale the marquis fell;~
9    46|    His hilt and pommel in his fist yet held~The paynim, which