Canto

1     1|  Beside it, overshadowing oaks enclose.~Hollow within, and safe
2     3|      which fishy marshes round enclose,~And Po's two currents threat
3     8|      prisoned in a castle they enclose.~ ~ LXV~But such her matchless
4    13|      old Atlantes' magic walls enclose.~Her he impounds, deceived
5    18|        him his enemies may not enclose.~Lo! loudly shouting, and
6    18|        to meet his doom,~Or to enclose his master in the tomb.~ ~
7    21| homeward speed,~And in a tower enclose the cavalier;~There dooms
8    26| Enchanted arms both combatants enclose,~Never more needed by those
9    43|     walls which that fair town enclose,~-- The fishy flat no less