Canto

 1     1|     pine in hopeless pangs?~ ~ XLII~"The virgin has her image
 2     2|        planted on the rock.~ ~ XLII~"From far it shone like
 3     3|        and a thousand more.~ ~ XLII~"See Nicholas, whom in his
 4     4|    that encounter reunited.~ ~ XLII~Now that the stripling sees
 5     5|     eyes confirm the tale.'~ ~ XLII~" `To warn in due time shall
 6     6|    land my folly to repair.~ ~ XLII~"To aid me swam Mount Alban'
 7     7|      severed in the blade.~ ~  XLII~But that enchantress kind,
 8     8|       every carping tongue.~ ~ XLII~"What other good is left
 9     9|      up and cut his throat.~ ~ XLII~"As falls the bullock upon
10    10|       cut in quarters see!"~ ~ XLII~Beside all these and more
11    11|   circling windlass heaves.~ ~ XLII~As a wild bull, about whose
12    12|    school his lack of wit."~ ~ XLII~-- "Fools, both of you!" (
13    13|        bold Orlando strung.~ ~ XLII~The ancient woman, the assassin'
14    14|  quickly wend another way."~ ~ XLII~"Thou needs art raving mad,"
15    15|      pinnace swiftly drive.~ ~ XLII~A hermit in the poop the
16    16|         observed the plain.~ ~ XLII~With such a faithful escort
17    17|   stript naked on the sand.~ ~ XLII~" `When hither he to-day
18    18|     world the din rebounds.~ ~ XLII~The Saracenic squadrons
19    19|      track to Barcelona go.~ ~ XLII~But, ere they there arrive,
20    20|        sacrifice be slain.'~ ~ XLII~"The gentle maid, her eye
21    21|     distance from his wall.~ ~ XLII~" `And what he erst by messenger
22    22|     fair and dainty frame."~ ~ XLII~Touched deeply, Bradamant
23    23|      womankind in avarice.~ ~  XLII~If she in any manner could
24    24|       fortune if he 'scape.~ ~ XLII~So many women, many men
25    25|     drive from her conceit.~ ~ XLII~"The ladies share one common
26    26|     foulness and deformity.~ ~ XLII~"Dread desolation shall
27    27|    first to wage the fight.~ ~ XLII~To have the first possession
28    28|        that case had heard.~ ~ XLII~"The monarch, who to every
29    29|     villain, stay thy feet!~ ~ XLII~"Only for lord and cavalier
30    30|       Hector's arms I wear?~ ~ XLII~"Ah! as I might have won
31    31|   cavalier with honour due.~ ~ XLII~When she, that gentle damsel,
32    32| wouldest not thy sin atone.~ ~ XLII~"Cruel Rogero, I of theft,
33    33|     the golden lily's root.~ ~ XLII~"Behold the Frank returns,
34    34|     work his death desired.~ ~ XLII~"Then, thinking if such
35    35|      to that paynim haught.~ ~ XLII~"Wherefore, O brutish man,
36    36|     stamp appeared to view.~ ~ XLII~Within that thicket, of
37    37|      stranger dame is done.~ ~ XLII~"If your own honour, sir,
38    38|       Moorish king addrest:~ ~ XLII~"My liege, does Rumour good
39    39|  Africk passed from France.~ ~ XLII~As soon as landed, that
40    40|       than themselves rely;~ ~ XLII~And therefore aye, throughout
41    41|        his paltriest post."~ ~ XLII~Thus Brandimart to Afick'
42    42|       eastern realms to go.~ ~ XLII~Licence he asks of Pepin'
43    43|   stream in haste descends;~ ~ XLII~"And she at morn presents
44    44|        duty ever to fulfil?~ ~ XLII~"Wo worth the while! and
45    45|     such worth be overlaid.~ ~ XLII~The courteous Leo that Rogero
46    46|       thine advantage, now;~ ~ XLII~"And if I willingly had