Canto

  1     1|           Bayardo mine," Rinaldo cried,~"Too cruel care the loss
  2     1|         And "Peace be with you," cried the youthful queen,~"And
  3     1|          and trembling voice she cried~To Sacripant, and prayed
  4     2|            XVI~"In courtesy," he cried, "let either show~What his
  5     2|       deemed that all was clear,~Cried to the knight, "Repose upon
  6     2|       dame to stay, and rode and cried.~This was the post who told
  7     3|  generous Bradamant," the matron cried,~"Know thine arrival in
  8     3|          consent;~"And who," she cried, "that pair of sorrowing
  9     3|        Mars himself, or Pallas," cried~The sage Melissa, "though
 10     4|        was finished, threatening cried,~And called him to the combat
 11     5|        case.'~ ~ XXIX~" `And I,' cried Ariodantes, `marvel more'~(
 12     5|          not believe,' in answer cried~Ariodantes, `well assured
 13     5|     brother, what insanity.'~(He cried) `your better sense has
 14     5|       your ready succour, when I cried.~Behold! what wages love'
 15     5|          he vouched, the warrior cried.~False Polinesso, called,
 16     7|      tied,~But that the dame had cried to him, "Take heed,~Thou
 17     8|      loud sobs, the weeping lady cried,~When she beheld the hermit
 18     9|          the Count of Holland," (cried~The Lady) "know in me, Sir
 19     9|           with afflicted sprite,~Cried to my father, I would rather
 20    10|        Without its freight," she cried, "thy ship does float.~--
 21    10|        threat and curse she ever cried;~Whose tongue collected
 22    11|      could be said:~"I know not (cried the weeping dame) if I~Have
 23    12|          sir cavalier,"~(Orlando cried to Sacripant) "if we~Were
 24    12|        Oh!" (to Circassia's king cried Roland dread)~"Thy morion
 25    12|       could no more forbear,~And cried, "Foul miscreant, liar,
 26    12|          disengaged himself, and cried,~"How like unwary men and
 27    13|         XXXIV~Then to the County cried: "I never knew~A man more
 28    13|         he is well~And safe (she cried), and ever worships thee,~
 29    13|      loves him so.~ ~ LXXVII~She cried, "And is not this Rogero,
 30    14|        what I hear, is fair" (he cried).~"Fain would I now be certified,
 31    15|          thou loathest life, (he cried)~And wouldst that Death
 32    15|         be," (each to his fellow cried)~"That one so weak could
 33    16|          the word, sore weeping, cried:~"Dear lord, is this the
 34    16|      beat their lifted palms and cried:~While those who had the
 35    16|        plainly see and hear;~And cried, "My lords, you should thanksgiving
 36    16|        Zerbino plied~Behind, and cried withal, "Stay, traitor,
 37    16|      Scarce drew his breath, and cried: "Oh, well away!~Alas! alas!" (
 38    17|       Fly! -- Woe to thee!' (she cried)~`Should the orc take thee!' -- `
 39    17|      purpose read.~"I deem not," cried the king, "his works so
 40    18|         the renowned Ferrau, who cried aloud:~ ~ XLIII~"O valiant
 41    18|        to his to strip the baron cried.~ ~ LVI~From me it sure
 42    18| Repenting him, he to Sir Gryphon cried,~"It grieves me sorely,
 43    18|            And is not this (they cried) that ribald wight~Who in
 44    18|         Marphisa, at his hearing cried,~(Ever to prove her warlike
 45    18|       eyed.~"Better it were," he cried, "to overthrow~This evil
 46    18|       moment Cloridano stopt and cried:~"Not to be lost are opportunities.~
 47    18|            Brother, behoves us," cried young Cloridane,~"To cast
 48    19|          well for me," the other cried again,~"That to repose I
 49    20|         am Marphisa," the virago cried:~All else was known, as
 50    20|        Aymon's bed.~ ~ LXVI~Then cried: "The English duke, Astolpho,
 51    20|       with us," she to Sir Guido cried,~"And we from hence will
 52    20|         I offer thee,"~(Marphisa cried): "If thou shalt me unhorse~
 53    20|           And be it so," Zerbino cried, and wheeled~Swiftly his
 54    20|       about to him the victoress cried,~Laughing, "This lady I
 55    20|          deeming her a cavalier,~Cried to the crone, "By whom am
 56    21|     menacing and savage voice he cried,~"Either with me prepare
 57    21|         upon Zerbino gazed;~Then cried, "It does not me, in truth,
 58    21|    should I conceal (in fine she cried)~The fault committed while
 59    21|        iniquity,~(To him Argaeus cried) as thee to slay,~Who loved
 60    21|  Approaching my unhappy brother, cried,~`It was a sovereign drink
 61    22|          bathed with tears," she cried,~"In pity to a youth condemned
 62    22|  hindrance of our quest,"~Rogero cried, "But do we what we may!~
 63    22|         made!~And he approaching cried, "Await, await!~-- Hola!
 64    23|      torn me from my love," (she cried,)~"Oh! had I made some note,
 65    23|          on other's fame?" -- he cried;~And she -- "Rogero" --
 66    23|      LVIII~Orlando to the rabble cried, "Untie~The cavalier, unless
 67    23|          man I seek," the paynim cried.~ ~ LXXIII~" 'Tis now ten
 68    23|         can say," to him Orlando cried,~"But that a valiant cavalier
 69    23|        upon him" (to Mandricardo cried~His lady, Doralice) "my
 70    23|       know these characters," he cried,~"Of which I have so many
 71    23|     ofttimes, amid his mourning, cried.~ ~ CXXVI~"These are no
 72    24|     galley's care.~ ~ XX~Almonio cried, "Since God is pleased in
 73    24|          thence," to him Zerbino cried,~"Nor think to make it thine
 74    24|     pleased, my heart," (Zerbino cried,)~"To love me yet, when
 75    26|          you, one," the stranger cried,~"Will prove upon me, which
 76    26|          nought.~"With thee," he cried, "to tell the meaning lies,~
 77    26|         weeping, sighing deeply, cried,~But cried aloud, that young
 78    26|       sighing deeply, cried,~But cried aloud, that young Rogero,
 79    26|        you are mine," the Tartar cried,~"Save other champion in
 80    26|      have laid.~-- Give me," she cried, "my armour and my steed."~
 81    26|          by blows.~To him Rogero cried, "The fight with you~I freely
 82    26|          usurpest mine from me";~Cried Mandricardo; and that faulchion
 83    26|          of peace, but vengeance cried.~Now here Marphisa hurried,
 84    26|             Rogero," Mandricardo cried, "give o'er,~Or else with
 85    26|     herself so high in air, loud cried,~(Yielding herself for dead)
 86    27|       care," the fierce Gradasso cried,~"The phrensy of this madman
 87    27|       him about to Rodomont, and cried:~"Reft from me in Albracca,
 88    27|        ancient histories record,~Cried: "Sacripant, if any one
 89    27|        now, and now for succour, cried,~So loud was heard, that
 90    27|       king's and others' hearing cried:~"By this the question shall
 91    28|           Alas! my love (Jocundo cried) let be~Thy sorrows' --
 92    28|       crooked monster,' (then he cried,)~`Is, as her conqueror,
 93    28|          I believe," that paynim cried,~"The tale of women's frauds
 94    29|         language used by lovers, cried,~She was his very heart,
 95    29|        lasting fame.~ ~ XIII~She cried unto that paynim, foul to
 96    29|        teeth, the furious paynim cried.~And, shifting here and
 97    29|         slow,~"Come on," Orlando cried, and cried in vain;~And,
 98    29|          on," Orlando cried, and cried in vain;~And, could the
 99    30|          were I fain~To barter," cried the madman to the swain:~ ~
100    30|        hola! I want thy steed,"~(Cried Roland) and advanced with
101    30|             LXI~"Marry," (Rogero cried,) "it needs no more~To prove
102    30|      that chance at every turn"~(Cried Bradamant) "what warranty
103    31|         halt," (renowned Rinaldo cried,)~"For this third course
104    31|        hand unarmed, the warrior cried:~"Sir, to the goodly courser
105    31|          long Rinaldo paused: he cried, "I plight~My promise not
106    31|       battle to excuse," Rinaldo cried.~ ~ XXXIII~"For in complete
107    31|    sustain.~"Am I too weak," (he cried,) "without your aid,~To
108    32|         Can it be true?" -- (she cried) -- "Shall I be fain~To
109    32|         die, 'twas so the damsel cried;~And starting from her bed,
110    32|          to see her turned away,~Cried to that baron, "Partial
111    33|     midnight camp, `to arms,' is cried,~For by the wary Spaniards
112    33|          with arms extended,~And cried: "Thou angel send of God,
113    34|       represt,~And to the spirit cried: "So may Heaven send~A respite
114    35|       horse and armour have (she cried),~And taking down all others
115    35|   unknown."~With wonted kindness cried that dame, "I ne'er~In spending
116    35|        craved Lanfusa's son,~And cried, "Not that I better hope
117    35|       allowed to ask," (the lady cried,)~"Tell me in courtesy how
118    35|          Bradamant retained, and cried,~"Return, and keep thy word
119    36|     hurried to avenge the stain.~Cried Aymon's daughter, no less
120    36|          thee, false Rogero!" -- cried.~"No more, if I have power,
121    36|     another's fight;~A deed (she cried) this hand shall make ye
122    37|         all over in a glow,~(She cried) `Olindro, take this victim'
123    39|         a troubled visage loudly cried,~"My liege, this is too
124    39|        where the Nubians loudest cried;~And seeking wherefore that
125    39|        furious man in front;~And cried to Brandimart, "Behold the
126    39|      heart transfixed with pity, cried~Valiant Astolpho -- bathed
127    39|              Tis time" (Astolpho cried) "to find some art~To heal
128    40|     Ordain by proclamation to be cried;~And that upon the third
129    40|        to climb withal to others cried:~Many succeed, with bold
130    40|       heaven, and to the monarch cried:~"I see so fell and fierce
131    40|        or low,~And what (Sobrino cried) becomes of me?~I should
132    41|          repented, oftentimes he cried,~And, should he land, and
133    42|         thee to remember me," he cried,~"Nor recommend to thee
134    42|      courser, how with toil, and cried,~"Here 'twere not ill, meseemeth,
135    42|        would not say before, and cried:~"Rinaldo, know that I am
136    43|         fair mansion's lord;~Who cried, now having somewhat calmed
137    43|         we (I to that witch-lady cried)~She prove what cannot by
138    43|          in another way (Melissa cried)~Guided by me, the truth
139    43|       some miles; "For thou," he cried,~"Shalt have a pinnace,
140    43|      town! whereof" (the warrior cried)~"Spake Malagigi, having,
141    43|       the rustic, that in answer cried,~Within that clump a passing
142    44|       else remains," that hermit cried,~"Nor will, I trust, my
143    44| Oftentimes the afflicted warrior cried,~That stander-by o'erheard
144    44|         if ever yet," the damsel cried,~"I have found favour in
145    44|       that rent the heavens they cried,~To be their king, their
146    45|       felon, good my lord," (she cried)~"Who killed my son, to
147    45|       had his sovereign pleasure cried~With sound of trumpet in
148    45|           thy matchless valour," cried,~"Hath in indissoluble bands
149    45|      loving cheer.~"I would," he cried, "that thou wouldst ever
150    45|           thou little cause" (he cried)~"Shouldst have to envy
151    45|      mine, ah! wonder gone" (she cried)~"Art thou; and canst thou
152    45|    heardest not this royal edict cried,~A thing concealed from
153    45|   deceive yourselves (Duke Aymon cried)~For, were the story true
154    46|        your ingenuous mien" (she cried~To Leo) "is your soul's
155    46|       irk thee," to the Child he cried,~"To tell the cause from
156    46|      Behold him here and ready!" cried the Greek.~ ~ LIX~As looked
157    46|          more to hear his pardon cried.~ ~ LXVII~Joys Clermont'