Canto

1    14|  starlings to the vineyard's crimsoning pole~With the ripe clusters
2    22| Rogero clasps his lady free,~Crimsoning with deeper than the rose'
3    25|   short,~For the low sun was crimsoning the west;~A fitting hour
4    42|      crest,~He saw Patroclus crimsoning the way,~Was with his murderer'
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