Canto

1     1|    casque lies so bedded in the sands,~'Twill ask no light endeavour
2    15| concealed beneath the crumbling sands,~That whoso uninstructed
3    27|        and stream most lone,~Or sands at distance from his pasturage;~
4    29|         on hot Syene's site,~Or sands where worship is to Ammon
5    29|      After that beast along the sands he hied,~Aye gaining on
6    38|         us woe?~'Twixt shifting sands, which restless whirlwinds
7    38|     Africk's strand;~Traversing sands, to which in evil hour~Cambyses
8    42|         his young son, amid the sands at play,~Has killed with