Canto

 1     1|  gladder use in safer seat.~ ~ LXXII~Two miles they had not rode
 2     2|       lose him in the wood.~ ~ LXXII~When her approach the County'
 3     3|    bears the virtuous ring.~ ~ LXXII~"That thou may'st recognise
 4     4|      on his horse's croup.~ ~  LXXII~And as the lady nearer he
 5     5|     two to bear me company.~ ~ LXXII~"With what full proofs,
 6     6|       fair or glad to view.~ ~ LXXII~Upon the sill and through
 7     7|       he was used to prize.~ ~ LXXII~Rogero thus, when by Melissa'
 8     8|    left, and low, and high.~ ~ LXXII~To memory now returned his
 9     9|        county is too swift.~ ~ LXXII~The monarch turns his back,
10    10|       and Pomeranian spied.~ ~ LXXII~Although the Child by every
11    11|       the charms he sought.~ ~ LXXII~I do not think Bireno ever
12    12|  reduced beneath his power.~ ~ LXXII~The quivering brook, as
13    13|        whether bad or good.~ ~ LXXII~"Nor the step-daughter of
14    14|       vicars have defended.~ ~ LXXII~"That our deserts unfitting
15    15|     head, regains the brim.~ ~ LXXII~Two ladies, meetly clad
16    16|       Serra fall to ground:~ ~ LXXII~A stripling he, who such
17    17|     aptest for their needs.~ ~ LXXII~They in the square arrived
18    18|    sudden flame had warmed.~ ~ LXXII~Aquilant asked him, if he
19    19|   which those women hallow.~ ~ LXXII~All others of the manly
20    20|    vulture leave the dead."~ ~ LXXII~He: "Ready shalt thou find
21    21|     wood pursued their way.~ ~ LXXII~When, lo! as it is now nigh
22    22|       had taken by deceit.~ ~  LXXII~'Twas now exactly the eighth
23    23|    staff of oak, had ta'en.~ ~ LXXII~Yet knew not that it was
24    24|        and disastrous feud.~ ~ LXXII~Doralice, who as courteous
25    25|       Clermont had in keep.~ ~ LXXII~Bastard of Buovo, brother
26    26|        single fight defied.~ ~ LXXII~Vivian and Malagigi (who
27    27|        foot resolved to go.~ ~ LXXII~This from beneath him had
28    28|       exhausted on the bed.~ ~ LXXII~"When they had laughed so
29    29|    headlong course retards.~ ~ LXXII~To drag that palfrey ceased
30    30|      had added to the rest.~ ~ LXXII~I say perchance, nor warrant
31    31|       that stream was read.~ ~ LXXII~He where 'tis hand and where '
32    32|      but with little speed.~ ~ LXXII~Three cavaliers they were,
33    33|     but by a woman's spear.~ ~ LXXII~"Now what of Roland's and
34    34| attained to little height.~ ~  LXXII~Here other river, lake,
35    35|       tumbles on the field.~ ~ LXXII~To him the high-minded damsel
36    36|       Pepin, is their line.~ ~ LXXII~"Rogero, Gambaron, Buovo
37    37|        hand or pain is not.~ ~ LXXII~" `In seeing this thy death,
38    38|   worse and bitterer cross.~ ~ LXXII~For, without shame and scorn,
39    39|    that battle was for few.~ ~ LXXII~Of the great multitude of
40    40|       overwhelmed with woe.~ ~ LXXII~Dudon had issued forth upon
41    41|    himself without a steed.~ ~ LXXII~Now Brandimart, that upon
42    42|      eve be pleased to inn.~ ~ LXXII~"For I will make you see
43    43|        bown myself to hear.~ ~ LXXII~The boatman then: "Erewhile
44    44|     Beatrice and Aymon old;~ ~ LXXII~Who against Bradamant with
45    45|        the trumpet's sound.~ ~ LXXII~As sometimes after thunder
46    46|        Constantine is made;~ ~ LXXII~Nor needeth he depart in