Canto

 1     8|     which made Roland, Brava's vaunt,~Sully his wholesome judgment
 2    10|        service faithfully;~But vaunt no sooner victory, than
 3    12|       I, o'er whom you dare~To vaunt, and whom you distant deemed:
 4    14| Catalonians, who their captain vaunt~In Doriphoebus, muster in
 5    14|       almost a giant's stature vaunt;~Next they who weep their
 6    16|    next so many more of little vaunt,~Whose blood will form a
 7    22|        their pride and haughty vaunt,~Who straight bethought
 8    30|        Weened he the prize and vaunt had borne away.~So, erred
 9    38|        ever ill:~Yea, many who vaunt more, amid your host,~Have
10    40|        those knights of mickle vaunt,~Nasamon's king a prisoner
11    45|      of them, well I know, the vaunt can raise;~That such high
12    46|        desert than good Rogero vaunt."~ ~ LVIII~She spake this