Canto

  1     1|            The Saracen her lovely visage spies.~And, pale as is her
  2     1| motionless, so lost in care,~(His visage propt upon his arm) to sight~
  3     1|        for shame,~And his flushed visage kindles into flame.~ ~ LXXI~
  4     2|       mounted, slow and sure;~His visage warranted that never sage~
  5     2|         in his quest~Of that fair visage he was following,~Whose
  6     2|       king of Circassy~Salute the visage of old mother earth,~Traversed
  7     4|       space,~When she beholds his visage, stops the blow,~As if disdaining
  8     5|    Geneura's shape and cheer,~One visage well another might appear.~ ~
  9     5|            had bared to sight~His visage, aye within his helmet pent:~
 10     5|       name, or, at the least, his visage shew;~That he might grace
 11     6|          did remove,~And showed a visage often seen before,~The cherished
 12     6|       others with their vests his visage fan.~ ~ LXIV~One, with a
 13     6|        greet.~He, with a kindling visage, red with shame,~Thanked
 14     7|        sight.~Thence, through mid visage, does the nose descend,~
 15     8|         tore her vesture, and her visage marred,~And cursed her want
 16     8|     former fear:~Though still her visage was of death-like dye.~"
 17    10|     flower of youth beware,~Whose visage is so soft and smooth to
 18    10|         XXII~And seaward ran, her visage tearing sore,~Presaging,
 19    10|          and scanned~His troubled visage, all with sweat besprent,~
 20    10|     thousand are, or little less;~Visage, legs, arms, and bosom overgrown~
 21    11|           Rogero spies~The lovely visage of its helmet bare;~Towards
 22    12|           Still holding close his visage to the ground,~To see if
 23    12|            And thinks he sees the visage by which he~Was so estranged
 24    13|       with my teeth and nails his visage flayed:~This while I vent
 25    13|          to console her such glad visage wore~As messenger who joyful
 26    15|      thread.~Then pale became the visage, changing sore,~Turned up
 27    15|         Origilla hight.~Of fairer visage and of better stature,~Not
 28    16|           crest;~Cut front, eyes, visage, and mid bosom through,~
 29    17|      Wherever terror drives, with visage pale.~'Tis little comfort,
 30    17|        marked by grief and pain a visage wore.~With her were wife
 31    17|          hid his beauteous lady's visage sweet.~ ~ XLVII~"Kin Norandine,
 32    17|           With burning heart, and visage red with shame,~He thinks
 33    18|        weeping and with deathlike visage, speed,~Nor turn their eyes
 34    18|        Zumara's crew~So past, his visage losing all its dyes;~So
 35    18|    quartering white and red,~With visage bathed in many a bitter
 36    19|           Pale turns the patron's visage with dismay,~When he perceives
 37    20|         Not yet from earth's hard visage has the sun~Lifted her veil
 38    20|            Still fearing lest her visage should be known.~ ~  CVIII~
 39    20|       vest of pride~With her foul visage, more deformed by age;~And
 40    20|          Letter her eyes upon his visage dwell,~Discerned it was
 41    22|           he discerned~Her dainty visage furrowed by a rain~Of lovely
 42    22|   understand, O gentle knight,~My visage is so bathed with tears,"
 43    22|           the fray),~The kindling visage burns, and heart is woe,~
 44    22|        did not date his crimsoned visage raise;~Since every one,
 45    23|           Is the unhappy father's visage drest.~ ~ XLVII~While solemn
 46    24|        neigh,~And, lifting up his visage at the sound,~Saw Brigliadoro
 47    24|       from her heart, and doleful visage shows.~If any ask me who
 48    25|           with them was a dame of visage fair.~Of these in other
 49    25|      benefit bestowed.~ ~ XX~"The visage of Bradamant I see,~The
 50    25|           moved --~He even wore a visage sad and drear:~For he, that
 51    26|          And by the other, in mid visage, through~His bleeding cheeks:
 52    26|         one leaves the gear.~With visage glad, and yet with heart
 53    26|                LXV~Listening, the visage of the youthful knight~Showed
 54    27|         Fury and scorn Gradasso's visage heats,~Which seems to flash
 55    27|          of the horse advised,~In visage is disturbed, remembering~
 56    27|       monarch deemed,~So that his visage reddened at the slight:~
 57    27|      astound,~He cannot raise his visage from the ground.~ ~ CVIII~
 58    27|        and with a milder air,~And visage somewhat less disturbed,
 59    28|          of such fame)~His lovely visage seems no more the same.~ ~
 60    28|          Cleared up his brow, his visage and his eyes;~He jocund,
 61    28|      where~A woman they of lovely visage spy,~Aye find the dame complaint
 62    28|        deed:~But him with impious visage and severe~The paynim scared,
 63    29|         the prating eremite,~With visage less disturbed, again applied~
 64    29|      Where the descending sun his visage hides,~He reached a path
 65    29|        are his eyes,~Spare in his visage, and as dry as bone:~Dishevelled
 66    29|    pleased the wretched count her visage fair,~So quickly was his
 67    29|        virtuous ring, and hid her visage sweet,~Her stirrups lost;
 68    30|        monarch cries,~And shows a visage with such fury stirred,~
 69    30|        she had thither sped:~With visage which more care than hope
 70    30|          attends,~Marred her fair visage; which such fear pourtrayed,~
 71    31|      radiance sheen,~Upraised his visage from the watery floor,~Sir
 72    31|         was dismaid,~And down her visage tears of sorrow rolled;~
 73    32|       would shun~To look upon the visage of the sun.~ ~  XXIV~"Besides
 74    32|     limpid and serene~The sun his visage, glorious to behold,~Unveils,
 75    32|      marshy dale,~Which the sun's visage, late so bright and pure,~
 76    32|          That you the woman in my visage read;~But that in beauty
 77    33|        Italy recede.~The next, of visage so benign and bright,~Is
 78    34|       seemed.~ ~ LV~He, with glad visage, to the paladin,~Who humbly,
 79    35|           so high.~On your bright visage, on your beauteous eyes,~
 80    35|    erewhile suspended,~Ancient of visage, and so swift of limb,~That
 81    35|       were overflowed,~Was yet of visage and of manners fair.~She
 82    35|       that still held her weeping visage low,~Turned her, and courteously
 83    35|    disguise:~Ferrau, as that fair visage he surveyed,~Perceived he
 84    36|       Bradamant uplifts again~Her visage at that speech, rejoiced
 85    37|          silvery sister shows~His visage more, and lends her brighter
 86    37|       glows~Each martial damsel's visage, overspread~With the rich
 87    37|          placid air~And beauteous visage, whose bold hearts and strong~
 88    37|        large a clan,~Appeared the visage of a single man.~ ~ XXXVI~
 89    37|           hill or plain,~Of manly visage they beheld not two --~Than
 90    37|        stricken sore in years her visage shows,)~In guise wherein
 91    39|       sprite,~And with a troubled visage loudly cried,~"My liege,
 92    39|           wild he ran,~Had in his visage more of beast than man.~ ~
 93    39|           to his stupid limbs and visage grows.~This done, with herbs,
 94    39|          yore --~SOLVITE ME, with visage so serene,~With look so
 95    42|        shook at heart, a troubled visage shewed,~And, at the coming
 96    42|        from his flank and wounded visage rained,~Long since had fallen,
 97    42|        eyelids bent~On earth, and visage crimsoned o'er; and prayed~
 98    42|           He saw the sun's dimmed visage disappear,~And spied forth
 99    42|         Before Aurora's beauteous visage fly,~A cavalier approaching
100    42|    pilaster.~Various they were in visage and in vest,~But all of
101    42|          The matron is, as in her visage, fair.~Learned Celio Calcagnine
102    42|         fuller store,~Whether her visage most majestic shew,~Or beam
103    43|           declare --~In voice and visage and in eyes and hair.~ ~
104    43|          mood,~Who lifted not his visage from the floor,~A mariner
105    43|       threw:~A burst of tears her visage overflows:~For from her
106    43|          whose tears her furrowed visage hollow.~ ~ XCV~"Poor, pale,
107    43|       lady's guise.~With pleasing visage she Adonio boards,~And then
108    43|        nor e'er before~Had seen a visage of such loathsome guise:~
109    43|      master stirred;~And made his visage burn, as if 'twas lit~With
110    43|          less Rinaldo's tears his visage stain~When he so cleft beholds
111    43|          can no more the troubled visage clear.~Which of them now
112    43|           my tears had bathed thy visage, I~Should the last kiss
113    45|           pleasure, at the say~In visage, gesture, and in joyful
114    45|          Thy thought, as thy fair visage, had designed,~This -- am
115    45|       gone;~While often tears her visage overflow:~But she, as best
116    46|           secret way~(Nor was his visage seen) Rogero sped.~He, on