Canto

 1     1|        the royal maid.~ ~ XXII~Oh! goodly truth in cavaliers
 2     2|       The felon keeps my love, oh! say my heart.~ ~ XLIV~"
 3     8|        enchantresses among us! oh,~How many enchanters are
 4     8|    holy father's arms.~ ~ LXII~Oh! prize too dear, oh! too
 5     8|       LXII~Oh! prize too dear, oh! too illustrious prey!~To
 6     8|   barbarous and so base a foe!~Oh! cruel Fortune! who believed
 7     8|     the naked stone.~ ~ LXVIII~Oh! if this chance to her Orlando,
 8     8|    vain:~"My heart," he said, "oh! how unworthily~I bore myself!
 9     8|    thee from my side.~ ~ LXXV~"Oh! had he placed her but in
10     8|        fair flower be plucked, oh, misery! oh,~Despair! what
11     8|        be plucked, oh, misery! oh,~Despair! what more is left
12     8|     plain repeats.~And while, "Oh wretched me!" is his exclaim,~"
13     8|       there, with labour sore:~Oh! what tormenting grief,
14     9|          that an errant knight~Oh him would prove himself,
15    10|        this bestow!~ ~ XXXIII~"Oh! may I but escape the wild
16    10|     her sister's crown.~ ~ LIV~Oh! of how many battles the
17    12|  Ravished by this foul robber? Oh! before~Me to such miserable
18    12|       on both of you."~ ~ XLI~"Oh!" (to Circassia's king cried
19    13|     ages hence befall.~ ~ LVI~"Oh! my best guide." exclaimed
20    15|    XLVI~"Take this, -- my son, oh! take this other way,~Which
21    16|        his breath, and cried: "Oh, well away!~Alas! alas!" (
22    17|      Paradise, a weighty care,~Oh! let not Italy lie plunged
23    18| towards him, with that joyful "Oh!"~By which delight is ever
24    18|  Medoro cleanly lopt the head.~Oh! blessed way of death! oh!
25    18|      Oh! blessed way of death! oh! happy fate!~For 'tis my
26    19|        sore a burden!~ ~ XXXII~Oh! couldst thou yet again
27    19|     spend it all in ease."~-- "Oh! were I (he replied) so
28    21|       thine, what happy fruit!~Oh what a worthy guerdon is
29    23|        my love," (she cried,)~"Oh! had I made some note, which
30    25|       for hire and fee.~ ~ ~ I~Oh! mighty springs of war in
31    25|      sovereign lord take part?~Oh! what foul cowardice, how
32    28|   wight,~And greatest monarch; Oh! what appetite!'~ ~ XXXVI~"
33    33|       life in sleep assay.~But oh! if death such sleep resemble,
34    39|        cast them on the waves.~Oh blessed souls! Oh great
35    39|       waves.~Oh blessed souls! Oh great felicity!~O grace!
36    39| drained~The mystic cup withal. Oh wondrous case!~The unsettled
37    43| grieving France and Italy; and oh!~How will my lord and uncle,
38    43|        overthrown!~ ~ CLXXIII~"Oh! how thy foes will by the
39    43| Oliviero bade his blessing be.~Oh! grace vouchsafed to faith!
40    45|        to work him ill.~ ~ XXI~Oh! if Duke Aymon's daughter
41    45|       with his lord.~ ~ XXVIII~Oh! how she sighs! how fears
42    45|         as it were, was flown!~Oh! how above all other terrors,
43    45|      me), I know not where, --~Oh! how true Hope false Fear
44    45|        can, conceals her moan.~Oh! how -- oh! how much worse
45    45|  conceals her moan.~Oh! how -- oh! how much worse would be
46    46|        he is ripened into man?~Oh! if on him St. Peter's mantle
47    46|        fear sits well.~ ~ CXIV~Oh! in her fear for him, how