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1 1| guide~In his own land, 'mid friends and kindred arms,~ 2 1| roll,~Breast-high, from the mid river rose upright,~The 3 1| fawn of fallow deer,~Who, mid the shelter of its native 4 1| heat.~She from her saddle 'mid spring flowers descends~ 5 1| his horse to meet him in mid space,~With hate and fury 6 2| Stirred up the waves; and, 'mid the gathering gloom,~So 7 2| is my weary steed,~Who 'mid these rocks has wasted wind 8 3| II~Than whose fair line, 'mid those by heavenly grace~ 9 3| lash the beach.~I pass, mid towns and towers, a countless 10 3| Spaniard know, to his dismay,~'Mid the same bounds, whom papal 11 3| struggle through the slain,~'Mid crowded fields, which scarce 12 3| And caracol and gallop in mid sky,~He bears a mortal shield 13 4| And execute on earth or in mid air,~All shifts of manege, 14 4| conquering hand; but in mid space,~When she beholds 15 4| upward springs.~And through mid ether soars a fairer flight~ 16 6| lighted on the ground,~'Mid cultivated plain, delicious 17 7| for that dread game:~In mid career she laid her lance 18 7| open sight.~Thence, through mid visage, does the nose descend,~ 19 7| appointed for his rest,~Mid all the others chosen as 20 7| Bradamant forget: who evermore,~Mid toilsome pain and care, 21 7| ways, transported through~Mid air, the damsel saw, nor 22 7| booth, or rent,~And this, mid foot or horsemen, unespied,~ 23 8| O wretched maids! whom 'mid that barbarous rout~Ill-fortune 24 8| with the deities,~Me, in mid heaven had placed, which, 25 8| Orlando it appeared as he,~Mid odorous flowers, upon a 26 9| for my sire.~ ~ XXXVII~" Mid many in my father's service, 27 10| had~More than the others, 'mid the foremost placed,~Conspicuous 28 10| his feathered courser in mid sky;~And oft were fain to 29 10| And gallops with Rogero in mid seat,~While on the croup 30 11| Although a feeble rein, in mid career,~Will oft suffice 31 11| without a purpose are.~'Mid sack and fire, the wasted 32 12| unseen.~ ~ XXXVII~In the mid wood, where they the maid 33 12| where, sorely wounded in mid breast,~Between two dead 34 12| s monarch, who was said~'Mid Africans to be a perfect 35 12| the right.~ ~ XCI~In the mid cave, beside a fire was 36 13| lands came many a knight;~Mid these (was it his manifest 37 13| That I was doomed not 'mid the watery roar~To perish, 38 13| XXXVII~A spacious table in mid cavern stood,~Two palms 39 13| lived in fear.~One day, mid others that her woeful case~ 40 14| Succeeded next. I think not, 'mid that show,~The bannered 41 14| tell.~He wound his way 'mid corpses, where the wave,~ 42 14| With steel and tinder, 'mid the paynims go,~And fire 43 14| delays.~ ~ CXVII~'Tis thus, 'mid fire and ruin, all assay~ 44 14| with water and with weeds,~'Mid fire and stone, and arbalests, 45 15| monarch wait~King Bambirago, 'mid his knights of price,~And 46 15| Well-armed and tried; and others 'mid their files,~Naked, and 47 15| the course begun~By the mid land, extending wide before:~ 48 15| Hernando Cortez bring, 'mid these,~New cities under 49 15| snowy beard descending to mid breast;~Who when from far 50 15| he slays.~ ~ XLIV~"He, 'mid the cruel horrors he intends,~ 51 15| but instructs not where,~'Mid locks so thickly set, to 52 15| the duke the sword; he 'mid a rain~Of strokes would 53 16| in time to spy,~(Where mid those squadrons hottest 54 16| the doleful sight~Than, 'mid those thousands slain, for 55 16| front, eyes, visage, and mid bosom through,~And cast 56 17| And smote and thundered, 'mid a fearful shower,~At the 57 17| consumed in doleful wise,~'Mid tears and groans, with death 58 17| we~Our devious course 'mid threatening waves explore;~ 59 17| Then, wet and weary, land 'mid verdant hills,~Between well-shaded 60 17| our pavilions pitch, and, 'mid those groves,~Joyfully strain 61 17| slain.~` "Twas no small joy 'mid all the woes, that.'~To 62 17| XCVII~Bold Salinterno, mid the warlike train,~Was in 63 17| steel --~This had its lord mid thousand others chose;~And, 64 18| Two nimble Gryphon seizes, mid the train,~When to their 65 18| not find a resting place: 'mid groan~And sob he storms, 66 18| Morocco, and Zamor.~"Where, 'mid the paynims," might to me 67 18| So that they met not, 'mid that chivalry,~And kept 68 18| is the wretch, but not 'mid grass and flower,~Whose 69 18| wishful child more joyfully, 'mid all~The flowers of spring-tide, 70 18| beauteous and adorned, than 'mid the tread~Of warlike steeds, 71 18| bound on that emprize, 'mid all the train,~Was there 72 18| encampment from surprise,~When 'mid the equal intervals, at 73 18| extinguished everywhere.~'Mid carriages and arms, they 74 18| Cloridane~Where, in the field, 'mid bow and falchion, lay,~And 75 19| known,~Disarmed, on foot, 'mid many horse, alone.~ ~ VI~ 76 19| casts away his bow, and, 'mid the band~Of foemen, whirls 77 19| Marphisa, erst so confident 'mid harms,~Denied not but that 78 19| and cleft (before~He the mid square had won) his collar 79 21| errant cavalier,~Who in mid pathway met the crone and 80 21| the cavaliers~To hurtle in mid space with rested spears.~ ~ 81 21| ground,~To serve Heraclius, 'mid his knights arrayed,~Who 82 22| single love content;~Though, 'mid so many and many, it is 83 22| puissant warriors shocked in mid career.~That of Rogero, 84 22| gone.~Foremost appeared 'mid those three knights of pride,~ 85 22| main,~By this astounded, 'mid the sea-foam lay;~Which 86 22| that livelong day~They 'mid themselves but that strange 87 23| night should catch him 'mid those mountains rude,~And 88 23| the funeral bier~Arrives, 'mid torch and flambeau, where 89 23| made by thy good hand,~'Mid Tremisena's and Noritia' 90 23| thou didst not show,~And, 'mid a hundred, wert concealed 91 23| flood his troubled breast.~'Mid sob and groan, he tosses 92 24| narrow circle flinch.~ ~ CII~Mid thousand blows, so, with 93 25| falcon from the sky~Swoop mid the crowd, and one surprise 94 25| bent~On love of female, mid mankind or herd.~Woman to 95 26| gear.~On the other side, mid faulchion, spear, and bow,~ 96 26| one,~And by the other, in mid visage, through~His bleeding 97 26| their swarms for mischief in mid air, --~The greedy swallow 98 26| prowess should be shown,~Mid that vile herd, on sinew, 99 26| silk and ore --~-- They, 'mid more costly things in plenty 100 26| Typheus seems to keep below.~'Mid those combined, to lay the 101 26| surnamed of Monferrato, view~'Mid those that have the hideous 102 26| and fine carpets prest,~'Mid shrubs, by which the limpid 103 26| horse inclined;~Then him, 'mid grass and flowers, his comrades 104 27| grace the sex is blest,~'Mid those so many gifts, wherewith ' 105 27| heed~That no worse evil mid these knights betide,~While 106 27| Marphisa, whom these cries, mid others, bring,~When of the 107 27| With helm on head, where, mid the highest rows,~Brunello 108 27| she goes.~ ~ LXXXIX~Him by mid breast Marphisa griped amain,~ 109 27| reproach: but if there be,~'Mid hundreds, one or two of 110 27| known,~(In that he had, 'mid strange and hostile nation,~ 111 28| was heavy; yet not one,~Mid these, in any sort, the 112 28| LXXVI~Of sounder judgement, 'mid that company,~There was 113 29| register a law intend,~'Mid those which ages change 114 29| by chance encountered in mid road~Two youths, that wood 115 30| steeds to the career,~And, in mid champaign, meet with such 116 31| wear?~Were not the lover, 'mid his joys, distrest~By that 117 31| flowers~Zephyr and Flora shed, mid April-showers.~ ~ LXXXVI~ 118 32| Gay champaign, wood, and, mid the wide expanse,~A portion 119 32| compete,~Why cannot we, 'mid godlike gifts and clear,~ 120 32| THE LOST ISLE, which lies mid seas that roll~Their restless 121 32| stage's curtain is uprolled,~Mid thousand lamps, appears 122 33| faithless treaty, here,~Mid snares by the malignant 123 33| you see how Rome is woe,~Mid ruthless rapine, murder, 124 33| together wend the two,~'Mid barons bold, that king and 125 34| offends;~ ~ LI~And this, mid fruit and flower and verdure 126 34| with a calm content.~In the mid plain arose a palace fair,~ 127 34| Astrologers' and sophists' wits mid these,~And many a poet's 128 35| air~Upon a shaft, which in mid fane ascends;~There consecrates 129 35| drowns them, as thou seest, mid sand and surges.~And one 130 35| Was, as 'tis famed; and mid the nameless swarm,~Thousands 131 35| suspended from the stone;~Mid these a king's, that idly 132 36| VI~As Hector and Aeneas, mid the flood,~Fire to the banded 133 36| Lestrigon.~ ~ X~I ween, mid warriors in the days of 134 36| the lance to pierce her in mid breast,~And put her every 135 36| blue~She recognized Rogero, mid the rest.~With eyes and 136 36| remembers in such wise,~That mid a thousand would he recognize.~ ~ 137 36| was a little plain.~In the mid lawn a wood of cypress grew,~ 138 36| of a boat,~To founder in mid ocean, set afloat.~ ~ LXI~" 139 37| mind, unconquered still,~Mid threats of ruin, which in 140 37| bank has shown;~For he, mid bark and car, amid the gleam~ 141 37| course to run.~ ~ XVIII~Mid victories born, Victoria 142 37| Some old, some young; nor, mid so large a clan,~Appeared 143 37| clothes:~They of the village, mid the cavalcade,~Know her 144 37| offence.~Better they deem, mid pangs prolonged and slow,~ 145 37| three had doomed to die,~Mid trouble, fear, and lengthened 146 37| With a sharp goad, which, mid that village band,~A peasant 147 38| such duty seemed to be,~Mid emperors or kings that filled 148 38| The warrior is but one mid many spears,~Matched singly 149 38| Africk and of Spain.~In the mid space between the hosts 150 38| each hastily repairs;~And mid their several powers are 151 39| feat;~All ran alike: but, 'mid that wild affray,~These 152 39| rich.~ ~ LXIII~He said, mid many reasons which he prest,~ 153 39| and sword,~And perished mid the waters, one who wrought~ 154 40| mourned,~With Agramant, mid diverse deaths and woes,~ 155 40| redouted Dane~Assaulted in mid sea the Moorish train.~ ~ 156 40| The prayer to turn; but mid the foes leapt down;~I say, 157 40| courser's side;~Then, nearer, mid those knights of mickle 158 41| the sky,~As the glad sun mid glittering orbs on high.~ ~ 159 41| doleful shrieks are heard, 'mid sob and tear,~Calling for 160 41| LXIX~When they encounter in mid field, pell-mell,~And to 161 41| He, loose and walking in mid field, espied~The goodly 162 41| so the fight is balanced 'mid those foes,~Sobrino, that 163 41| upon the front,~Smote with mid blade Anglantes' haughty 164 41| C~Father of heaven! 'mid spirits chosen by thee,~ 165 42| unchristened train)~He, mid a hundred swords, unarmed, 166 42| Which from its prison freed, mid hymns of love,~Ascends into 167 42| pair,~That other lady, in mid air, sustain.~Their names 168 42| gems or gold arraid,~She, 'mid the brightest, flung her 169 42| downweighed.~For not a moment 'mid their converse slips,~But 170 43| who with heavy stake~Smote mid some sapling trunks on every 171 44| daughter.~ ~ ~ I~In poor abode, mid paltry walls and bare,~Amid 172 44| court, beset with snare,~Mid envious wealth, and ease, 173 44| welkin rends.~No sooner, mid that kind and festal show,~ 174 44| friends Rogero bring,~And mid those lords present him 175 44| may do~The warrior honour, mid his martial train:~How the 176 44| knight,~The mighty emperor, mid those greetings loud.~Before 177 44| high in hall~His lords, mid tourney, mummery, mask and 178 44| the foe.~The Child, who mid the Greeks, from whom they 179 45| his daring sprite)~Thinks, mid a thousand squadrons in 180 45| another sun illumed the sky,~Mid strange and gloomy woods 181 45| Who soared to heaven, and mid the stars was placed.~ ~ 182 46| stubborn grief, reclined~Mid gloomy shades Rogero they 183 46| demons the pavilion through mid air~To Paris from Constantinople 184 46| with prophetic heat;~Who, 'mid long labour and 'mid vigil 185 46| Who, 'mid long labour and 'mid vigil sore,~With her own 186 46| his blooming age~Divides mid arts and wholesome discipline:~ 187 46| winds, which loudly blow,~Mid flash and clap; and when 188 46| rage o'erflows,~Than in mid winter the tempestrous main~