Canto

 1     1|     vainly we in battle bleed?~ ~ XX~"Then how much better, since
 2     2|        and he clears the rock.~ ~ XX~Let it not, sir, sound strangely
 3     3|          thee from thine own."~ ~ XX~Here Merlin ceased, that
 4     4|          was hollow and ideal.~ ~ XX~This truth by him with fictions
 5     5|        hate she nursed before.~ ~ XX~"My wayward lover often
 6     6|           the Virgin Arethuse.~ ~ XX~A more delightful place,
 7     7|          the guests rehearsed.~ ~ XX~What table, spread by whatsoever
 8     8|           parched with drouth.~ ~ XX~The sunbeams on the neighbouring
 9     9|         had sought that shore:~ ~ XX~For hitherto, by land or
10    10|         thence and put to sea.~ ~ XX~Behind the land was left;
11    11| half-lifeless lady in his arm,~ ~ XX~And on his shoulder flings
12    12|        return within the Hall.~ ~ XX~One voice, one shape, which
13    13|         waters bathe its feet.~ ~ XX~"Here the fell tyrant Love,
14    14|       displeasure of his king;~ ~ XX~And but that Ferrau's brother
15    15|           Neptune interposed.~ ~  XX~"Hence bark from this Levant
16    16|        middle of the city ran.~ ~ XX~I know not, sir, if you
17    17|       home, a cloud of sweets.~ ~ XX~Then the high-street gay
18    18|            the cruel Rodomont.~ ~ XX~At one cross-blow fifteen
19    19|         bow and shaft in hand.~ ~ XX~When fair Angelica the stripling
20    20|          issue of their theft.~ ~ XX~"With amorous pleasures
21    21|           fondly as his heart.~ ~ XX~"And though yet smarting
22    22|         took, the duke attack.~ ~ XX~The Child, Gradasso, Iroldo,
23    23|         place of meeting lies.~ ~ XX~She here and there, as she
24    24|        with the galley's care.~ ~ XX~Almonio cried, "Since God
25    25|       mighty benefit bestowed.~ ~ XX~"The visage of Bradamant
26    26|        very choice and flower?~ ~ XX~Marphisa, waging all the
27    27|       earth to heaven redound.~ ~ XX~All armed is Charlemagne,
28    28|       overtake you by the way.~ ~ XX~" `No other but myself my
29    29|          the paynim cavalier.~ ~  XX~When herbs enow by them
30    30|           quarrel have an end.~ ~ XX~Rogero brooks not that in
31    31|        defied the knight anew.~ ~ XX~And now each other they
32    32|          he the charmer hears.~ ~ XX~"Ah! Love, arrest this wight
33    33|           his kingdom, reigns.~ ~ XX~"You see, her goodly pastor
34    34|      music on the lumpish ass.~ ~ XX~"Alcestes, he of whom I
35    35|        forgetfulness immerges.~ ~ XX~"And even, as here above,
36    36|        every jealousy at rest.~ ~ XX~Parforce to ground must
37    37|      death and fate's despite.~ ~ XX~If that loud-voiced Maeonian
38    38|       child, the monarch said.~ ~ XX~Then rose and locked her
39    39|     mustered all their spears.~ ~ XX~Such as the monarchs could
40    40|          of the Moor forsakes.~ ~ XX~The assault is reinforced
41    41|    wretched freight goes down;~ ~ XX~Goes down, and, foundering,
42    42|         knives' disposal left.~ ~ XX~Here as my story stood not
43    43|         fault, alas! was mine.~ ~ XX~"Five years my consort's
44    44|        them to Biserta's sack.~ ~ XX~Erewhile restored, in Afric
45    45|   unwonted and unmeasured woe.~ ~ XX~At the commandment of that
46    46|        good Rogero let me say.~ ~ XX~Much bent was this Melissa (