Canto

1     4|      lofty fir made fast the string;~But from his finger first
2     5|       And that you have this string of falsehoods tied,~To scare
3     7|     lute and harp of tuneful string,~And other sounds, in mixed
4     7| stripling's neck, a splendid string~Of gems, descending to mid-breast,
5     8|     an arrow parted from the string,~And terrible to foe, with
6     8|  graver strikes, now sharper string:~Thus I: -- who did to good
7    13|    Celano's countess in this string,~Or Blanche Maria, stiled
8    14|   curbs him with the bit and string,~Doralice, daughter to Grenada'