Canto

  1     1|       morion lost.~But the casque lies so bedded in the sands,~'
  2     2|         he, like a lifeless body, lies,~Becomes the necromancer'
  3     3|     Living he laid him there, and lies there dead.~ ~ XI~"Yet lives
  4     3|    through deep woods thy journey lies,~Till, at the sea arrived,
  5     3|         bound;~And he replies and lies, as he is pressed.~The dame,
  6     3|     Feigns too as well as he, and lies her best:~And changes sex
  7     4|        with him the father of all lies)~Watches his thievish hands
  8     5|           lioness beside the lion lies:~Wolves, male and female,
  9     5|       seen too much, the occasion lies;~Happy had I been born without
 10     6|      still firm and motionless he lies,~And such the distance his
 11     6|           man an equal difference lies,~Thou may'st some remedy
 12     7|          misjudging vulgar, which lies under~The mist of ignorance,
 13     8|      demon covered in the courser lies;~As fire sometimes will
 14     8|          length upon the beach he lies,~And by the maid, exhausted,
 15     9|         island, amid many others, lies;~Ebuda is its name; whose
 16     9|        king bars every path which lies~Free for the warrior's flight,
 17    10|      false, who, hatching treason lies,~Stole from his bed in silence,
 18    10| all-trembling, on the ground, and lies~With face than snow more
 19    11|      France the warrior's passage lies.~ ~ LXXVIII~Scarcely a day
 20    12|          nor mean in old Atlantes lies~To stop the knights from
 21    13|      should not his return delay,~Lies in Marseilles, from whence
 22    14|    matters feigned and flattering lies;~-- How, known by fame,
 23    14|         that Peace, here guested, lies,~And Charity and Quiet,
 24    14|         was alway wont to deal in lies,~So like the simple truth
 25    14|              XCII~In blest Arabia lies a pleasant vale,~Removed
 26    14|        Harboured within this grot lies heavy Sleep,~Ease, corpulent
 27    15|          Aethiops' land before us lies,~Extending southward many
 28    15|         the sand beside the haven lies;~And hence no wrong they
 29    17|        Damascus is; which distant lies~From Salem seven days' journey;
 30    18|           the passing ploughshare lies;~Or as the poppy, overcharged
 31    18|          spy~Where Charles's camp lies hushed. Do thou remain;~
 32    18|       where my king, amid so many lies,~Who did, alive, thy holy
 33    19|            that there unsheltered lies,~More sad than for his own
 34    19|        far wider and which deeper lies,~Now in her heart she feels,
 35    20|        across the place of combat lies;~Nor was there other passage,
 36    20|          and many a head;~And one lies crippled, and another dead.~ ~
 37    20|    motionless an hour the warrior lies.~Marphisa, now victorious
 38    21|           case: the single remedy~Lies in yourself: my honour else
 39    22|         of the Count of Poictiers lies:~Where Pinnabel for dame
 40    22|         or on earth half lifeless lies.~Wherefore, well mantled
 41    22|          need of its good succour lies.~With this, as said before,
 42    23|     believes the place of meeting lies.~ ~ XX~She here and there,
 43    23|        graven in her heart Rogero lies,~A thousand times to her
 44    23|          forth, to witness to her lies;~Which straight the miserable
 45    23|            and whosoever says so, lies:~Him fairly did I slay;
 46    23|    conscious of his fall, Orlando lies,~With feet i' the stirrups,
 47    23|          fury more) he falls, and lies~Upon the mead, and, gazing
 48    24|       circles round about; but he lies by~Till once the restless
 49    25|          where the suit of armour lies~My sister doffed, I thither
 50    26|       that ready spread a banquet lies,~To them is by the servants
 51    26|       cried, "to tell the meaning lies,~Who are they, by whose
 52    26|         directly by that fountain lies,~Beside whose margin are
 53    26|         distant one day's journey lies;~Because to seek anew that
 54    26|            On earth the faulchion lies, which he let go:~Marphisa (
 55    26|         as well: but low~On earth lies Aldigier, and there must
 56    27|        deeds, a long-drawn furrow lies,~A signal record of their
 57    27|           achieve.~ ~ XLVII~There lies a place, of Paris little
 58    27|       right, and who gainsays me, lies.~ ~ XCII~"But because haply
 59    27|    Brunello on Marphisa's courser lies:~The caitiff weeps, and
 60    27|           air,~And the rich grain lies tangled with the tare.~ ~
 61    28|     landlord's tale, replete with lies,~In shame and scorn of womankind;
 62    29|   Inhabited, and where she buried lies;~To you shall be related
 63    29|          Paris, where the warrior lies.~ ~ XLIV~When Flordelice
 64    29|        rocks, and suffering sore, lies dead.~Orlando nought the
 65    30|           beneath it; inches two,~Lies buried in the head the trenchant
 66    31|      united warriors speed,~Where lies Mount Alban's troop in chosen
 67    31|           save he who slaughtered lies.~Their first post forced,
 68    31|          Agramant in his pavilion lies,~From his first sleep awakened
 69    32|         the Moorish camp a damsel lies,~By name Marphisa hight,
 70    32|         From THE LOST ISLE, which lies mid seas that roll~Their
 71    32|   beauteous daughter)~Half buried lies in mire and marshy water.~ ~
 72    33| throughout the spacious champaign lies,~Or is to Alexandria captive
 73    33|          Typheus' endless pain --~Lies on the giant's belly, arms,
 74    33|           deadly dart the warrior lies,~In whom the age's worthiest
 75    33|          that either hostile band~Lies tented upon Chassis' level
 76    33|        Ravenna sacked and ravaged lies,~The Roman pastor bites
 77    33|          Wherein the Syren's body lies inurned.~ ~ LVII~"Lo! the
 78    33|        the greenwood threads, and lies~At last within a grot, concealed
 79    34|       here ruined town and castle lies,~With all their wealth: "
 80    35|         it runs the Po, behind it lies~A misty pool of marsh; this --
 81    35|         or he will not speak; and lies~On earth, like one astound,
 82    36|        bust,~Where it half buried lies, with murderous blow:~Away
 83    36|       mountain and the plain that lies~Beneath it, with a furious
 84    36|        overright the sandy Syrtes lies.~Where, having given you
 85    37|     confines from his land, which lies~But two leagues distant
 86    37|         him, not simply weakened, lies~The virtue, wont Tancaro
 87    37|    despiteous, shameful, lordship lies;~Resolved the beldam in
 88    38|      which treasured in the phial lies,~Wherewith Astolpho, from
 89    38|   Agramant, hearing in what peril lies~His realm, through his attack
 90    38|           from such host in peril lies?~Your garrisons were sure
 91    38|       while you~So need his help, lies Ulien's lazy son;~And I,
 92    39|       grass, opprest with slumber lies;~And, pale and startled,
 93    39|           as landed, that Biserta lies~Besieged by good Astolpho'
 94    39|        had breathed his last, who lies,~So battered with his fall,
 95    39|     Agramant beneath the illusion lies,~That each will love and
 96    39|         And nought but adulation, lies and fraud.~ ~ LXXVII~Not
 97    40|        battle on that part,~Which lies the furthest inland from
 98    40|          s lofty forge and Africk lies.~ ~ XLV~With juniper and
 99    41|          turn keel uppermost, she lies.~Meanwhile, his soul to
100    41|          slew,~And where his body lies to her shall say.~She and
101    41|          deprived of life Sobrino lies;~And, lest Gradasso to ill
102    41|         headlong; and beneath him lies~His valiant master, nor
103    41|     haggard face beside his horse lies low;~And issuing widely
104    42|        victory with Count Orlando lies;~But good Rinaldo and Bradamant
105    42|         nigh drained.~Olivier too lies stretched; nor has retrieved,~
106    43|       full ease reclined, Rinaldo lies,~While with the stream his
107    43|       Ferrara's city near.~Melara lies left of that river's bed,~
108    43|         widely distant from them, lies that land.~ ~ CLXVI~With
109    43|        through me, her every hope lies low.~ ~ CLXXIV~"Yet by one
110    44|          by those comrades buried lies:~Nor could they better love,
111    45|           Lady Bradamant in Paris lies;~Who can no longer her delay
112    46|       wives; already in her bosom lies:~When thither he that Sarza'
113    46|         that below the deer-hound lies,~Fixed by the gullet fast,