Canto

1     2|           helmet gleam.~While his moist eyes, and sad and downcast
2     4|            Among the rocks of the moist valley dropt,~And at short
3     6| cultivated plain, delicious hill,~Moist meadow, shady bank, and
4    22|          And she, uplifting their moist rays and bright,~Most kindly
5    26|          soft mead denied,~On the moist surface slipt, and in such
6    29|       downward in his fear:~Him a moist patch of brambles, in his
7    40|         brambles there~Hang their moist nets; meanwhile, untroubled