Canto

 1     1|         me burn, now freeze with hate,~Which gnaws my heart and
 2     1|      meet him in mid space,~With hate and fury glowing in his
 3     1|   amorous care convert to sudden hate;~The maid no sooner had
 4     2|           Paid back with deepest hate her amorous flame,~Now pines,
 5     2|     somtimes stand at gaze,~Whom hate or other springs of strife
 6     2|        such open and such secret hate;~And future trouble to himself
 7     3|        soars beyond her love and hate.~ ~ XXXVIII~"In good Rinaldo
 8     5|          Was strengthened in the hate she nursed before.~ ~ XX~"
 9     5|           now more deserves your hate:~Since, witnessed by your
10     5|         king and people's common hate;~ ~ LXIII~"And, when the
11     7|          twas false and vain.~By hate and malice was the sufferer
12     7|         false Alcina brings such hate,~As on things horrible is
13     7|      wont to wait;~ ~ LXX~Brings hate on that which he so loved
14     8|         keep me not in pain! Thy hate~Cannot devise a torment,
15     8|     wasted through the Godhead's hate)~The hideous orc, and Proteus'
16     9|           not so much for deadly hate I bear~To him and all his
17     9|        His pity for his son, the hate he fed~Towards me, torment
18     9| willingly takes counsel with his hate,~To seize me, and his vengeance
19     9|         vulgar herd to wreck his hate.~But his slow horse seems
20    11|       And Proteus from his cruel hate would cease,~If they into
21    13|       weens Melissa bears Rogero hate,~For some new injury unheard
22    13|      before:~And with unheard of hate and wrong, her foe~Would
23    16|          ill appears his furious hate to slake:~Where'er the paynim
24    16|        in such destructive frays~Hate, Rage, and Fury, all offend
25    18|  Approach, who made him rage and hate forego;~Strait shall you
26    19|       tushes bare,~Would natural hate and wrath the beast engage;~
27    21|      this story made her husband hate~The youth, than whom before
28    21|          I rank above~Thyself in hate as highly as in love.~ ~
29    21|       subjected to his bitterest hate.~ ~ LVII~"Thenceforth he
30    21|          read in young Zerbino's hate, the dame~Would not by him
31    23|        foe profest,~From ancient hate and enmity, which run~In
32    23|      That cruel hangman Love his hate had fed.~Orlando studied
33    24|         brow,~In pity, more than hate, as he perpends~How foully
34    24|        two that had deserved his hate.~ ~ XXXVII~The wicked hag
35    28|          two,~Makes him unjustly hate and blame the rest.~But
36    29|      woman, so outrageous in his hate,~I weened not only he would
37    31|       erst at feud and with sore hate possest,~Through Truffaldino -- (
38    31|          tells the cavalier,~How hate and strife were blown into
39    34|      place,~As (hiding murderous hate, while I implore)~I exercise
40    34|       thus bring down on him the hate of all.~The Thracian leader
41    34|             What deep and deadly hate by bosom fired,~And that
42    36|          Turned to firm love the hate they bore whilere.~When,
43    37|    bosoms are~With envy and with hate corroded so,~That oft they
44    37|     sought,~So much more was her hate; so much more will,~So much
45    38|         I that envy, that fierce hate, which nerved~Mine arm whilere,
46    38|          senseless anger and the hate~Which stirred their hearts
47    39|        brother, well he knew~Her hate, than death more hateful,
48    39|         happens in like woe)~All hate him privily; but, for they
49    42|      Rinaldo bore her enmity and hate.~ ~ XXXVIII~Of this strange
50    42|  Montalban's peer~Conceived that hate she nourished evermore;~
51    42|      amorous smart.~ ~ LXVII~Old hate revived upon Rinaldo's side;~
52    43|          And into rage and cruel hate is run,~To fly from me forthwith
53    43|        the fury prove~Of such as hate thee; and unmask their spite.~
54    44|       rear,~Cannot that champion hate; because above~His anger
55    45|   deprive,~Dead will she rightly hate me or alive."~ ~ XCI~These
56    46|           Rogero who repaid that hate am I;~And now 'tis many
57    46|         Nor only I renounced the hate I bore,~But purposed to