Canto

1    15|         And, though into a hundred fragments hewed,~Astolpho sees him,
2    23|       block,~Into the sky, in tiny fragments sped.~Wo worth each sapling
3    26| Heaven-high the truncheon flew, in fragments broke,~But the stout pagan
4    46|           they in shivers fly.~The fragments birds, that mount through
5    46|        splinters fly,~And bits and fragments of the shivered stock~Seem