Canto

1    12|       vain.~The road ran red, ensanguined by his brand,~And scarce
2    12|       LXXXV~He ceased not his ensanguined blade to sway~Till living
3    16|     crimson hue~Earth shifts, ensanguined where the warriors course:~
4    20|      They from that cruel and ensanguined ground~To seaward, under
5    24|     embrace.~ ~ LXXXVI~On the ensanguined corse, in sorrow drowned,~
6    45| Thither their flight from the ensanguined plain,~For, troop by troop,
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