Canto

 1     5|         But as thou lovest me (whatsoe'er befall)~Come not and
 2     6|   myrtle, cries;~"Pardon! and, whatsoe'er thou art, be good,~Spirit
 3    29|       his right-hand laid,~And whatsoe'er he grasped, as rudely
 4    30|      aware)~So prone to follow whatsoe'er is new,~That not to play
 5    34| Collected there are all things whatsoe'er,~Lost through time, chance,
 6    36|        Athens or Rome, or city whatsoe'er~Witnessed, which ever
 7    37|        fine, man's privileges, whatsoe'er,~They swear, shall be
 8    39|        his thanks bestows;~And whatsoe'er pertains to land or sea,~
 9    42|      But good or evil angel -- whatsoe'er~He was that him to liberty
10    43|    fruits, and all possessions whatsoe'er~Leaves to his consort;
11    45|          Nor this disturbs me) whatsoe'er betide;~For, bating death,
12    46|  Bradamant would I forego,~But whatsoe'er I in the world possess;~