Canto

 1     1|          Bounds, through the forest green in ceaseless fear~Of the
 2     3|        which 'twixt Tronto are,~And green Isauro's stream, from mount
 3     4|             that damsel's blood the green.~She to delay her death
 4     6|      buckler which he bought,~Where green and yellow striped the sable
 5     6|           appears above the surface green:~And (for still firm and
 6     6|            port.~All are arrayed in green, and garlands wear~Of the
 7     6|        whose fountains flow,~On the green margin sings in dulcet style;~
 8     7|             chyrsolite,~The emerald green of hue, and ruby red.~Mounted,
 9     7|             pleasant palace on that green~Beheld, and brighter than
10     7|            the ivy clip,~With whose green boughs its stem is interlaced.~
11     7|    stubble-field or bush.~Now where green junipers perfume the gale,~
12     8|     northern sea, towards the west,~Green Ireland past, an isle is
13     9|       stroke, changed blue,~Yellow, green, white and black, to crimson
14    10|          lucid tower or battlement,~Green odoriferous shrubs are seen
15    10|         towards the mount,~Which on green field, three pinions of
16    10|          ensigns yellow, brown, and green, survey,~And that striped
17    10|             hand,~Who on a field of green displays a light.~Now see
18    11|            valley wended,~Where the green grass was fed by freshening
19    11|        those robes of red, or blue,~Green, yellow, purple, her accustomed
20    11|            from its crate of rushes green;~The space betwixt was like
21    11|          night and day, the billows green,~And strikes his sails in
22    12|             tracks upon the herbage green~Of the Circassian and the
23    13|     purposed to elope with me.~Amid green fields, our wealthy town
24    13|           dead,~And, threading that green labyrinth without end,~Laments,
25    14|            Cadiz-bay,~Where through green banks the Betis winds its
26    15|           Towards the marish, where green rushes grow,~He hastes,
27    15|           bid bind the giant on the green,~Fast-tethered by a strong
28    16|          there of horse:~Her mantle green for robe of crimson hue~
29    17|        there. With that, to pasture green~His flock he led, as wont,
30    17|            his way~He took, and for green meads rejoicing made.~He
31    18|      jeopardy.~ ~ L~"For sake of my green youth, I pray you stand,~
32    22|       Repaired, their paunches with green forage fraught.~Rogero said, " '
33    23|          thence pursued~Through the green holt; because the beaten
34    23|           hundred knots, amid those green abodes,~In a hundred parts,
35    23|        sense.~ ~ CVIII~"Gay plants, green herbage, rill of limpid
36    24|          sound,~Saw Brigliadoro the green herbage browze,~With rein
37    24|         ground now bends the forest green.~Now whirls the broken boughs,
38    25|             plate and chain,~And on green field that beauteous bird
39    27|        costly vests -- one red, one green -- she wore;~But ill the
40    28|           path, which lay~Through a green meadow, from the adverse
41    30|            would he shun the waters green.~Bathed are knees, paunch,
42    31|           what before was white and green.~Not so Gradasso's puissant
43    32|             branch, or dried~Is the green blood, that was it's parent'
44    33|             Covered is Ghiaradada's green champaign.~It seems each
45    33|            in either train,~And the green earth is tinged with crimson
46    33|           crystal shafts upbear.~Of green, white, crimson, blue and
47    34|            from that kindly sky.~So green the grass! could we have
48    34|         Azure, and red, and yellow, green and white.~The quavering
49    40|            gray old age,~Such as in green and supple youth whilere.~
50    42| shepherd-swain, by whiles, to their green brink;~There an oblivion
51    42|            rest."~ ~ LXIII~Upon the green sward lit the martial two,~
52    42|           flowered herbage, yellow, green, and red.~Rinaldo to the
53    43|             and charger, blue, red, green,~And countless cloths of
54    44|            With leaves and garlands green the streets appear,~And
55    45|       Raising his camp, from Save's green shore had gone:~With this
56    46|         bowers afield, and interlay~Green boughs therein, and flowers
57    46|            One is there that in his green age and new~Places Strigonia'