Canto

1    14|    and snap, and through the furrow speed;~No otherwise, with
2    20| Scarcely Lycaon's child, her furrow done,~Has turned about her
3    27|    their deeds, a long-drawn furrow lies,~A signal record of
4    27|      apply,~Through the long furrow, filled with sable grain,~
5    43|      tears she speaks,~Which furrow, as they fall, her woeful