Canto

 1     1|      pale as is her cheek, and troubled sore,~Arriving, quickly
 2     1|      he~So lingered, where the troubled waters roll,~Breast-high,
 3     1|    rose the paynim knight with troubled face,~The maid spectatress
 4     2|    LXVIII~And so the traitor's troubled fancy rack~Fear, doubt,
 5     3|       the Ghibelline,~Into the troubled capital strikes fear),~And
 6     5|        Polinesso, called, with troubled eye,~Stood forth, but daringly
 7     7|       Charles and Agramant are troubled sore.~But not for him their
 8     9|      scheme, this phantasy~The troubled cavalier did so confound,~
 9     9|     king, to ease by sighs his troubled sprite,~Now willingly takes
10    10|      his lips, and scanned~His troubled visage, all with sweat besprent,~
11    10|     CVI~With his huge tail the troubled waves so sore~The monster
12    12|       on her journey, but with troubled front;~Grieved for the helmet,
13    12| through the spacious air, with troubled wing,~The starlings from
14    13|        about the clear horizon troubled,~And stirred and tost heaven-high
15    14|       that beat~(What time the troubled waters highest swell)~Against
16    15|    fair;~Who, though it sorely troubled them, ill knew~How to resist
17    15|     these so sore~Inflamed his troubled breast, and bred such care,~
18    15|        but the more to vex his troubled sprite.~Let each reflect,
19    19|     bronze the rabble flows~In troubled tide; and to Marphisa bold,~
20    20|      slothful leisure~Is to my troubled heart a constant sting,~
21    20|   shamed, he thought for ever. Troubled sore,~And mute long space
22    21|      cup to drain.~Thus in his troubled heart prevailing more,~His
23    22|    from his den in panic hies;~Troubled and pale, and hurrying evermore~
24    22|    danger hears,~In heart sore troubled at the story shown;~As anxious
25    22|    XLIV~And to the maid, whose troubled face apears~Bathed with
26    22|       hest,~Though grieved and troubled: nor against the four,~It
27    22| opprest,~Before him, and, sore troubled, rode away.~He with a mantle,
28    23|      all the while, within his troubled breast,~He felt an icy hand
29    23|      which he saw his guest so troubled, thought:~The tale which
30    23|     wide stream, and flood his troubled breast.~'Mid sob and groan,
31    23|      Never again was clear the troubled course.~At length, for lack
32    24|        lovely hair;~My spirit, troubled and despairing, hies~Into
33    25|    shady font;~Where, worn and troubled, she, in weary wise,~Lit
34    25|     wish fulfil, --~Aye in his troubled, interrupted rest,~Remembers
35    27|      Rising above this dim and troubled air;~And to the blest archangel
36    27|     Now easing in low tone his troubled mind,~And now in sounds
37    28|          XIV~"This brought his troubled consort small content:~She
38    28|  Although in her pale face and troubled guise,~The sorrow of that
39    29|      But sullen Rodomont, with troubled cheer,~Afoot, as he that
40    31|        as shown)~Had heard how troubled was his cousin's brain.~
41    33|     face shall show,~As late a troubled mien, upon that plain,~Which
42    33|    That, save on one another's troubled mien,~Their angry eyes the
43    34|      held his ear,~And in that troubled cavern heard rebound,~Weeping
44    34|    expose;~And so diseased and troubled is his brain,~That none,
45    36|        s boast,~Sore vexed and troubled, that in the affray~She
46    38|    lords the best,~Yet shows a troubled face; not that the heart~
47    39|    kept the Child at bay.~With troubled face the king of Afric stands:~
48    39|    familiar sprite,~And with a troubled visage loudly cried,~"My
49    39|        hand,~Naked and sole he troubled all that band.~ ~ XXXVII~
50    39|    LVIII~As one, that seems in troubled sleep to see~Abominable
51    41|      As waves which beat their troubled bark about.~ ~ X~Now blows
52    41|       a louder larum smite~The troubled sailors' universal cry,~
53    41|  before.~Waxing meanwhile, the troubled water rose,~And from the
54    42|  whilere)~He shook at heart, a troubled visage shewed,~And, at the
55    43|   allayed~They can no more the troubled visage clear.~Which of them
56    44|     fills the eddying sand the troubled sky,~To carry with them,
57    44|       their fountain-head,~The troubled streams that from its summit
58    45|      To be exiled, or aye with troubled brow~Regarded for the deed
59    45|   Hailstones descending from a troubled sky.~Rogero, at his ward,
60    46|   waters, where I feared, with troubled brow,~To scathe my bark
61    46|      passion that so wrapt his troubled sprite,~Nor Leo nor Melissa
62    46|      that fair face serene~Now troubled the disdainful warrior spied.~