Canto

 1     2|      With the sad remnant of his broken host.~ ~ XXV~He, for he
 2     2|      downcast air,~Speak him the broken victim of despair.~ ~ XXXVI~
 3     8|     power near Bordeaux-town was broken.~ ~ LXXIII~This in Orlando
 4     9|      rend asunder.~ ~ XXX~"Twice broken, he our armies overthrew~
 5     9|      Reaching his heart, through broken plate and chain;~The other
 6    10|       camped among the rest.~The broken seat on dusky field, next
 7    12|         merlin flee;~So, of that broken squadron, scattered round,~
 8    12|       unhappy doom,~In sweet and broken accents, which by sighs~
 9    14|     Crushed by the fragment of a broken spear;~And think foul scorn
10    15|        Scatter, and reunite each broken member,~Hearing my tale,
11    16|       let not any be afraid,~Our broken foemen will the assault
12    16|    strong.~ ~ LXXXII~That weapon broken, he Fusberta rears,~And
13    17|         at the just~Arrived, saw broken many a knightly spear,~And
14    18|      crowd is born)~By wild bull broken, that has had to bear,~Through
15    18|          Had turned, disordered, broken, and undone,~Never to be
16    18|           Where he believed less broken was the swell;~And turned
17    18|         bade beat~Throughout his broken squadrons a retreat.~ ~
18    19|         From sell and life, with broken spine, the two~She drove
19    19|     LXXXIV~Many good spears were broken on the dame,~Who was as
20    20|       press these smothered die.~Broken is many an arm, and many
21    20|          their silence first was broken~By cavalier encountered
22    21|       for the deed pursued.~Till broken by the ceaseless grief he
23    22|         And stayed with him till broken was the spell.~ ~ XXVI~At
24    23|      girts which hold his saddle broken are.~Scarce conscious of
25    23| annoyance of a foe released,~The broken saddle at his ease re-pieced.~ ~
26    23|         round~The golden sun had broken thrice, and sought~His rest
27    24|       water's tide,~Of steep and broken banks: a turret gray~Was
28    24|        she was saved, before~The broken vessel sank at sea outright;~
29    24|     forest green.~Now whirls the broken boughs, at random strewed.~
30    25|       more delay,~(His lance was broken at the other town),~And,
31    25|        most with cloven limbs or broken head.~ ~ XII~As while at
32    25|       from their bed when day is broken,~The wretched Flordespina'
33    27|         first, that other with a broken head.~ ~ XXXIII~And. like
34    30|    mischief fraught,~My heart is broken at the simple thought.~ ~
35    31|  sentries, taken by surprise,~So broken are by good Rinaldo's brand,~
36    31|        and in piteous plight~The broken bands of Afric and of France.~
37    31|          to sword, the pair,~For broken are alike their lances stout;~
38    32|     Arles was sheltered with his broken few,~Thither, unbidden by
39    32|        those so passing foul and broken ways,~(By season somewhat
40    33|         chase!~Whom, quelled and broken twice and thrice, anew~Now
41    33|          with no less overthrow,~Broken in Puglia, see the Gallic
42    33|      returns, and here behold~Is broken, by the faithless Swiss
43    33|        maid,~And with the vision broken was her rest.~New floods
44    34|       robbers, he descried;~Next broken bottles saw of many sorts,~
45    37|        ambuscade.~The roads were broken, and the following day~Olindro
46    37|           And to the youth, with broken voice and dread,~-- `Traitor,
47    38|        plain,~Worsted so oft, or broken, shall you be.~If oft united
48    39|       cause too dear.~Let sin of broken faith and forfeit word~Fall
49    39|         erthrown~That truce, and broken faith, as foe to treat.~
50    39|        evil pass was brought the broken foe;~For safety was not
51    39|        aid~Forthwith his people, broken and dismaid.~ ~ LXXVIII~
52    40|        Beholding pact and treaty broken through,~And every troop
53    41|        water flows:~The oars are broken; and so fell and fast~That
54    41|          stood as it began:~When broken on their bucklers were the
55    42|          erspread the plain with broken rock.~ ~ XXII~So, of Fulgoso'
56    42|          barons true;~For wholly broken was the infidel:~Alone amid
57    42|          and clear:~For crest, a broken yoke the stranger wore;~
58    43|            III~Armies by him are broken in his pride,~And gates
59    43|         have got free,~Without a broken spine or battered head:~
60    45|     warrior for their guide,~His broken Grecians worse than fear
61    46|          For three long days, so broken down; with pain~The knight
62    46|       The hilt and pommel of his broken blade,~Layed at Rogero's