Canto

 1     1|            appeared the knight.~ ~ XL~Pensive, above an hour,
 2     2|          wasted wind and speed.~ ~ XL~"But I, like one who from
 3     3|       Charles, Sicilia's king.~ ~  XL~"Behold in yonder friendly
 4     4|            of such life of joy.~ ~ XL~There is Gradasso, there
 5     5|          hurl you my defiance.'~ ~ XL~"To him rejoined the duke, '
 6     6|            the stars of night:~ ~  XL~" 'And would you hear a
 7     7|           by the griffin steed:~ ~ XL~Him on that courser plainly
 8     8|            tears and in lament.~ ~ XL~"Fortune what more remains,
 9     9|          forth to bring us aid.~ ~ XL~"These tidings told to Friesland'
10    10|       arrive, who now was nigh.~ ~ XL~Now so saltpetre fine and
11    11|            against the Paladin.~ ~ XL~Now floats the monstrous
12    12| spindle-staff the matted wool?"~ ~ XL~Then turning to Ferrau,, "
13    13|          arm achieved the deed.~ ~ XL~Those whom the board had
14    14|           illustrious cavalier.~ ~ XL~"In charge" (he said) "we
15    15|          land of heroes crost.~ ~  XL~Astolpho along Trajan's
16    16|         separate banners, each.~ ~ XL~He, without clamour, without
17    18|         the battle-signal blow.~ ~ XL~Agramant has remounted in
18    19|     inhospitable race and rude.~ ~ XL~She, not possessing wherewithal
19    20|           by her own prisoner.~ ~  XL~" `I pity,' (said Elbanio) '
20    21|      honour be not wholly lost,~ ~ XL~" `And, with my own, my
21    22|           the secret will espy.~ ~ XL~"One first perceived it,
22    23|           cruel sight and fell.~ ~ XL~Dead lay Sir Pinnabel, and
23    24|            consumes the straw."~ ~ XL~"Then gazing upon Odoric, '
24    25|  Flordespine invited Bradament.~ ~ XL~"My sister the request could
25    26|          cunning artist's care.~ ~ XL~"This Beast, when weights
26    27|          hearts a blaze of ire;~ ~ XL~And good Rogero (she inflames
27    28|         king, and royal family.~ ~ XL~"If from the youth Astolpho
28    29|            crazed Orlando sped.~ ~ XL~It chanced Orlando, in his
29    30|          Rogero's is his power.~ ~ XL~"Not King Gradasso will
30    31|    champion was a warrior bold.~ ~ XL~Nor them he less had recognized
31    32|           darksome was the sun.~ ~ XL~"Cruel, what sin can trouble
32    33|          Chassis' level strand.~ ~ XL~"On this side France, upon
33    34|           design upon his life.~ ~ XL~"Unable to achieve my first
34    35|          lovers perjured were."~ ~ XL~With these last words a
35    36|         mine approach ye shun?"~ ~ XL~As when soft southern breezes
36    37|        when hither they resort.~ ~ XL~"He to our name is such
37    38|           part of Africk waste.~ ~ XL~"I now on this, O peers!
38    39|            the city of Algiers.~ ~ XL~When now she for that harbour
39    40|       assist thee in thy need."~ ~ XL~In such and such like words,
40    41|       those others that I love.~ ~ XL~"In this consists your welfare;
41    42|          young Medoro to Catay.~ ~ XL~In that bold lover no displeasure
42    43|           such notorious shame!~ ~ XL~"Of deadly hue we both of
43    44|          small, is mighty Love.~ ~ XL~Deny she dared not, nor
44    45|            having lost is love;~ ~ XL~The unhappy Bradamant laments
45    46|           the race of courtesy;~ ~ XL~And says, "That day my host