Canto

1     1| upon the bank descends;~And sits so motionless, so lost in
2    17|     shares~The royal grace, sits next below the king;~And
3    19|   knight retires apart, and sits to view~What against nine
4    27|  the highest rows,~Brunello sits among the first, she goes.~ ~
5    27|  thence a mighty space,~Who sits so bent, and with such downcast
6    28|   head or heart always~Care sits; whence every comfort is
7    43|     bold Oliviero, where~He sits with wounded foot, he makes
8    46|   those that love such fear sits well.~ ~ CXIV~Oh! in her