Canto

 1    14|       Than that which followed in Sobrino's care;~Nor Saracen than
 2    14|           head.~ ~ CVIII~With old Sobrino, on the left of Seine,~Pulian
 3    16|       Where Oran's king, and king Sobrino lay;~Who, half-a-mile removed
 4    16|   fortified, each Christian came.~Sobrino quickly moved his ordered
 5    16|           courier prayed,~By King Sobrino sent, the monarch's aid.~ ~
 6    16|   Agramant at once, and Dardinel,~Sobrino, and Balastro thither made;~
 7    18|      fearful fight.~Lurcanio with Sobrino strives as well;~Rinaldo
 8    18|          the band anew,~(With him Sobrino) scowers the squadrons round;~
 9    18|        But nought by sovereign or Sobrino done,~Who, toiling, them
10    27|           XCVI~But the wise king, Sobrino, who was by,~Him from the
11    27|         Agramant gave way~To King Sobrino's counsel sage and staid;~
12    30|         offends,~-- Marsilius and Sobrino, and the wise --~Censure
13    31|              LXXXII~Marsilius so, Sobrino so, their fear~Express;
14    38|           turned his eyes~On sage Sobrino and the king of Spain,~--
15    38|         into exile sent.~But King Sobrino, he that plainly spied~The
16    38|       prove a prophet true,~Ye in Sobrino had reposed more trust,~
17    38|      living, who will dare~To say Sobrino's deeds were ever ill:~Yea,
18    38|        yet more sound,~So wrought Sobrino, he his end obtained;~And
19    39|         ill counsel flung~On King Sobrino's head, from whom it sprung.~ ~
20    39|        his eyes:~Nor sees he King Sobrino; disavowed~By King Sobrino
21    39|        Sobrino; disavowed~By King Sobrino is the deed, who flies~To
22    39|        the paynim horde,~The sage Sobrino and the king of Spain;~Who,
23    40|        fleet this while, and with Sobrino fled,~Wept over his Biserta
24    40|       himself had slain,~But that Sobrino's words his arm restrain.~ ~
25    40|          What victory, my lord," (Sobrino cries)~"Could better than
26    40|           winning back his reign,~Sobrino soothed the king, while
27    40|            high or low,~And what (Sobrino cried) becomes of me?~I
28    41|         charge the hostile three.~Sobrino is left wounded in the strife;~
29    41| Brandimart unhorsed in the career~Sobrino; but it was not plain withal~
30    41|         cavalier;~For seldom good Sobrino used to fall.~Was it his
31    41|     courser's or his own misdeed,~Sobrino found himself without a
32    41|           himself, afoot descries~Sobrino, in the doubtful strife
33    41|           would gladly be ashore.~Sobrino rears his buckler, to withstand~
34    41|           the parted flesh below.~Sobrino at Orlando smites; but vain~
35    41|          monarch's head to smite.~Sobrino, who the strength of Clermont
36    41|         And that deprived of life Sobrino lies;~And, lest Gradasso
37    41|            LXXXI~Orlando had left Sobrino (as I said)~On earth, and
38    41|           goodly horse, which had Sobrino thrown;~And bowned him straight
39    41|         balanced 'mid those foes,~Sobrino, that on earth long time
40    41|       with flowing bridle, borne.~Sobrino on the head he smote and
41    42|     scalding tear.~ ~ XVI~Warlike Sobrino, of much blood bereaved,~
42    42|          Oliviero's life he made.~Sobrino yet survived; but little
43    43|           made whilere,~Christens Sobrino, and heals Olivier.~ ~ ~
44    43|         and sure;~And present was Sobrino at the cure.~ ~ CXCIII~Sobrino,
45    43|    Sobrino at the cure.~ ~ CXCIII~Sobrino, so diseased that he described~
46    43|        fight.~ ~ CXCVIII~Him well Sobrino recognized whilere,~As soon
47    44|           homeward way,~With good Sobrino, and the better peer,~Rogero:
48    44|     Sicily to Charles were blown,~Sobrino's fate, and death of Brandimart;~
49    46|         nor Sir Olivier,~Nor King Sobrino can caress enow:~Nor paladin