Canto

 1     1|      fame so false and vain!"~ ~ LIII~Not with such wonderment
 2     2|       out of reach discerned.~ ~ LIII~"His blows Rogero, now Gradasso,
 3     3|          Medea to her child.~ ~  LIII~"This chief, what time soever
 4     4|         and Tristram wrought.~ ~ LIII~And other worthies of the
 5     5|       saw his brother's deed.~ ~ LIII~"And hindered him in that
 6     6|      fountain, plant or rock.~ ~ LIII~"I willingly to thee this
 7     7|       should be an hour away.~ ~ LIII~Alone she finds him, fitting
 8     8|     quitted great with child.~ ~ LIII~This was sore torment to
 9     9|        had done by me before.~ ~ LIII~"The occasion now that I
10    10|       files towards the port.~ ~ LIII~Beneath the castle, safe
11    11|         regard to sex or age.~ ~ LIII~Little or no defender the
12    12|        keep her plunder long.~ ~ LIII~To give it to Orlando was
13    13|         still such cruel woe.~ ~ LIII~"Hard will it seem to slay,
14    14|         who was his prisoner.~ ~ LIII~Yet not so far his courtesy
15    15|        by their evil destiny.~ ~ LIII~When him the wary paladin
16    16| conducted thither but to die.~ ~ LIII~It seemed as if each coward
17    17|         the loathsome stink.'~ ~ LIII~"The trick he told, wherewith
18    18|       head of Cornish Aramon.~ ~ LIII~Down fell this Aramon, and
19    19|       bark, or wreck or sink.~ ~ LIII~For this the master finds
20    20|          maintain the throne.~ ~ LIII~" `Reflect withal, that
21    21|    piece-meal with his teeth.~ ~ LIII~"As sometimes vessel by
22    22|       Aquilant, and Sansonet!~ ~ LIII~"Them at the fortilage,
23    23|          little hackney, led.~ ~ LIII~But HE who with the innocent
24    24|         were scattered round.~ ~ LIII~Isabel lights as well; and,
25    25|     goodly guerdon to obtain.~ ~ LIII~"For Bradamant the guests
26    26|          Guasto, is the next.~ ~ LIII~"But where leave I Gonsalvo
27    27|          either part to side.~ ~ LIII~The frequent crowd expects
28    28|        Valencia kept his inn.~ ~ LIII~As yet, upon the bloom of
29    29|       block the common track.~ ~ LIII~To this address Orlando
30    30|       the cruel weapon broke.~ ~ LIII~The assistants' hearts were
31    31|          such warriors' arms.~ ~ LIII~To strike more dread into
32    32|           fairest upon earth.~ ~ LIII~"She, as she deems herself (
33    33|        succour there is none.~ ~ LIII~"The monarch well defends
34    34|       sweet and fair in show!~ ~ LIII~Astound with wonder, paused
35    35|         other move, the rest.~ ~ LIII~Besides the arms of Monodantes'
36    36|       waste of time and pain.~ ~ LIII~At last his faulchion young
37    37|        wife, yclept Drusilla.~ ~ LIII~"No less for her the young
38    38|         gain another's right.~ ~ LIII~"If there be gain, ye know,
39    39|          unable to get clear;~ ~ LIII~Let him imagine, so Orlando
40    40|          and another knight."~ ~ LIII~"So not left out, I care
41    41|          the mountain's side;~ ~ LIII~Who cries, on his approaching
42    42|          to his aid repaired.~ ~ LIII~But aid, and in good time,
43    43|     water, as a bird the air.~ ~ LIII~As soon as he reclines his
44    44|        Aymon no unworthy son.~ ~ LIII~"But if he give without
45    45|     deserved, Rogero thought.~ ~ LIII~Thither meanwhile had tidings
46    46|       with Bradamant whilere.~ ~ LIII~In royal ornaments and costly