Canto

 1     1|       chased the royal maid.~ ~ XXII~Oh! goodly truth in cavaliers
 2     2|         the warrior's hands.~ ~ XXII~And, with desire to bring
 3     3|        demons from her book.~ ~ XXII~Lo! forth of that first
 4     4|    light, astonished, throw.~ ~ XXII~The shield might have been
 5     5|      rage and hatred turned.~ ~ XXII~"Between Geneura and her
 6     6|      amorous descants sing.~ ~  XXII~Amid red roses and white
 7     7|      together on that night.~ ~ XXII~Soon, and much sooner than
 8     8|       pursue Rinaldo's beat.~ ~ XXII~By king, by daughter, and
 9     9|     paladin, and sadly said:~ ~ XXII~"The daughter of the Count
10    10|     from the pavilion flung.~ ~ XXII~And seaward ran, her visage
11    11|     mischief might be found.~ ~ XXII~But with small boot: for
12    12|        Atlantes plots again.~ ~ XXII~Not only he, but others
13    13|         had scaped the main.~ ~ XXII~"A man of Scotland he, Almonio
14    14|        given to him to hold.~ ~ XXII~Hesperia's people come with
15    15|   hither, leaving Capricorn;~ ~ XXII~"And find the limit of this
16    16|      house or temple's roof.~ ~ XXII~But this the cruel sword
17    17|        and Erythraean shore.~ ~ XXII~Forward Sir Gryphon pricked,
18    18|       let him part in peace.~ ~ XXII~As the high-couraged beast,
19    19|      healthier life produce;~ ~ XXII~And recollects a herb had
20    20|  Tarentum's city, as I hear.~ ~ XXII~"The women when they find
21    21|       her love into disdain.~ ~ XXII~" `Ah! why should I conceal (
22    22|   hearing of the horrid roar~ ~ XXII~The warder fled; with him
23    23|   Vallombrosa to be wrought.~ ~ XXII~Some deal she doubted: then
24    24|       it then will I unfold.~ ~ XXII~"I seaward from the city,
25    25|      rescued from the fire."~ ~ XXII~" -- Me, it is possible
26    26|      half on the other side.~ ~ XXII~With the same downright
27    27|        all sides as he past.~ ~ XXII~Where the small band advances
28    28|       come of humble strain.~ ~ XXII~"To imagine his distress
29    29|        a day or two before.~ ~  XXII~To Argier's warlike king,
30    30|   battle lose alike for two.~ ~ XXII~"Between Rogero and Gradasso,
31    31|  eternal mischief be appaid.~ ~ XXII~One hour and more than half
32    32|          tormented evermore.~ ~ XXII~"Yea; rather of myself should
33    33|       warlike duke has laid;~ ~ XXII~And the French host, decoyed
34    34|        for the service done.~ ~ XXII~"I ill to you the mischief
35    35|    which is Oblivion's prey.~ ~ XXII~"But as the joyful swans,
36    36|        damsel) in the sound.~ ~ XXII~She whirls this while her
37    37|        to hear my song anew.~ ~ XXII~Now, being here to listen
38    38|         comrade in the maid.~ ~ XXII~They deck the ground for
39    39|       King Branzardo gained;~ ~ XXII~More grieved as Bucifaro'
40    40|     shining proofs and rare.~ ~ XXII~So better could be seen
41    41|         his attendant train.~ ~ XXII~Himself with hands and feet
42    42|      plain with broken rock.~ ~ XXII~So, of Fulgoso's race thou
43    43| erewhile I pledged my faith.~ ~ XXII~"Not because she right gentle
44    44|   tempestuous southern wind.~ ~ XXII~I say, enclosed in skins
45    45|      Beatrice or Aymon paid.~ ~ XXII~Meanwhile King Charlemagne
46    46|     emperor's youthful heir;~ ~ XXII~Leo that, one by one, dispatched