Canto

 1     1|        Lamenting in so soft and sweet a tone,~He in a tiger's
 2     1| experience shows),~No deed more sweet or welcome can be done.~
 3     1|      croup bestowed that damsel sweet,~Reserved to gladder use
 4     3|     traitor thought that damsel sweet~Had perished on the darksome
 5     3|         with a bitter chase the sweet.~ ~ LXIII~"Soon as to-morrow'
 6     3|       some diversion interpose)~Sweet subjects of discourse together
 7     4|      less beauteous be~Than thy sweet face, mar not my pious care;~
 8     6|      you hear a mermaid sing so sweet,~That the rude sea grows
 9     7|     guile~Can be united with so sweet a smile.~ ~ XVII~No! he
10     7|       With glorious concert and sweet harmony.~Nor lacked there
11     7|        no seed or slip~Bears in sweet Indian or Sabacan waste;~
12     8|           LXXVI~"Without me, my sweet life, beshrew me, where~
13    10|       should leave,~And what is sweet to taste, touch, hear, and
14    11|     Rogero spied.~ ~ XIX~Of his sweet lady, of his passing fair,~
15    11|        see small hills between,~Sweet in its season, and now such
16    11|     Zephyrus returning glad and sweet,~Brought back with him again
17    12|   cheeks and golden hair~Of the sweet damsel, who before them
18    12|         flying fair.~As soon as sweet Angelica he saw,~Towards
19    12|         of her unhappy doom,~In sweet and broken accents, which
20    13|   delayed),~The damsel fair, in sweet and softest sound,~Summing
21    13|     Ever, as best she may, with sweet discourse:~ ~ LV~And as
22    15|     young Chloris in the snare;~Sweet Chloris, who behind Aurora
23    15|     their arms, and in a garden sweet~Discern the ready supper
24    16|        A stripling he, who such sweet musick vented,~Accorded
25    17|         beauteous lady's visage sweet.~ ~ XLVII~"Kin Norandine,
26    20|        peer,~And of a speech so sweet and eloquent,~Him the deaf
27    23|   France: 'Tis here all welcome sweet,~The kiss and clasp of hand,
28    23|        fervour made the shelter sweet~To hardy herd as well as
29    23|  furnish shade or bed.~And that sweet fountain, late so clear
30    25|   deigned to pair,~So wonderous sweet and full of nectarous dew,~
31    29|        ring, and hid her visage sweet,~Her stirrups lost; and,
32    30|     sucking from her eyes~Those sweet tears, glittering in their
33    30|       their humid ray,~And that sweet moan, from lips more deeply
34    30|         with some bitter is the sweet.~ ~ LXXXVIII~For she had
35    31|      enjoyment of this choicest sweet,~Love is augmented, to perfection
36    31|       kindred and by friendship sweet~Rinaldo and Gradasso were
37    32|         they grudge me safe and sweet repose."~ ~ XXVI~Sorrow
38    33|      open but on woe?~ ~ LXIII~"Sweet sleep with promised peace
39    33|       bitter warfare wake anew;~Sweet sleep but brought with it
40    34|           To him the sprite:~So sweet it seems to me, in fame
41    34|       below:~So jocund this, so sweet and fair in show!~ ~ LIII~
42    34|    flowers, that erst distilled~Sweet savours, and now noisome
43    35|     joyful swans, that, singing sweet,~Convey the medals safely
44    35|         already quelled by that sweet glance."~ ~ LXXIX~They take
45    36|        those lips so bright~And sweet, if those fair lips are
46    37|        immortality,~Through her sweet style (and better know I
47    37|       again:~A flask of Candian sweet wine she purveyed,~Wherewith
48    37|   embrace.~Then altered was her sweet and winning way,~And to
49    37|      purpose to fulfill.~May my sweet consort not the work disdain,~
50    39|         he prest,~That home was sweet, and -- were the warrior
51    39|      warrior fain~To taste that sweet -- he ever would detest~
52    41|     fears; and, since in waters sweet~(When time and fair occasion
53    42|      such beauty rare;~And such sweet joy was whilom set at nought,~
54    42|      from that hideous Pest,~As sweet and needful shall I welcome
55    42|         and harmony to them are sweet;~And, by their attitude, '
56    42|         that city's name (where sweet~Isaurus salts his wave in
57    43|   smallest ever seen, of aspect sweet,~Long hair, than ermine'
58    45|          return! and springtide sweet,~Which evermore I long to
59    46|          through whom our pure, sweet idiom rose,~And who, of