Canto

1     1|      other pats his sides and chest:~While the good steed (so
2     2|    head beneath his spreading chest,~And plays his spine, and
3    19|   less.~ ~ XLIX~They bale and chest and all their heavy lumber~
4    21|       is wound so tight~Round chest, nor nails the plank so
5    24| Hoping to part Zerbino to the chest.~ ~ LXIX~Zerbino, on the
6    24|     They stowed his body in a chest of wood,~Made in a town
7    37|     speech, and prisoned in a chest.~From whence that rabble,
8    41|       his courser's croup and chest and mane:~But, from that
9    46| Raises from earth, and on his chest suspends;~Whirls here and