Canto

1     9|      in lightning's guise,~And vents the thunder from before;
2    14|  weeping and attired in sable, vents,~Throughout all grieving
3    16|        even on walls so sorely vents his mood,~He fires fair
4    18| slaughtered friends or kindred vents;~Some are by sorrows of
5    20|      in rage and grief~Zerbino vents, perceives the youth to
6    32|    longer able to restrain,~So vents the maid parforce her piteous