Canto

1    10|       she cried, "thy ship does float.~-- Where, cruel, dost thou
2    11| horseman through his jaws might float.~Here Roland with the anchor,
3    19|         A line which holds this float, and as they flee,~So, by
4    33|         the stream of Time will float,~While we their wreck and
5    46|     blood the crimsoned herbage float.~Rogero, holding Fortune
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