Canto

 1     1|     upleaping on the shore,~The Saracen her lovely visage spies.~
 2     1|       head to head.~The warlike Saracen's ill-fated horse,~Well
 3     1|    furious heat,~Ere the foiled Saracen regains his feet.~ ~  LXV~
 4     1|   LXVIII~While she so seeks the Saracen to cheer,~Behold a messenger
 5     1|      flight.~ ~ LXXX~To her the Saracen, with anger hot:~"Is knightly
 6     1|       cavalier~Threats the bold Saracen with angry cry,~As soon
 7     2|        Thou liest," the haughty Saracen retorts,~As proud, and burning
 8     2|     flings.~And now the furious Saracen distressed,~Sees 'tis no
 9     4|         Might hurt her with the Saracen, concealed.~Well suited
10    12|      when taught~That the false Saracen the prize possest,~Long
11    12|         encountered; one an old~Saracen, Manilardo clept, obeyed;~
12    12|       LXX~These, with the other Saracen array,~Cantoned throughout
13    13|         him (on my side~I was a saracen, a Christian he)~To ask
14    14| followed in Sobrino's care;~Nor Saracen than him more wise and ware.~ ~
15    14|    before.~ ~ XXVI~There was no Saracen of bolder strain,~Of all
16    14|         so silently,~That not a Saracen their cry shall hear;~So
17    14|        Who, eager to assail the Saracen,~On Charlemagne to lower
18    16|         to his woe,~Full many a Saracen the champaign prest;~Whose
19    16|      few,~So brandished by that Saracen robust;~And here, with half
20    16|         to wreak~Vengeance, the Saracen, with gore defiled,~Shows
21    17|         For this while, of that Saracen, not more~Cruel than strong; '
22    18|            XXXVIII~When, on the Saracen's departure, spent,~About
23    18|      wife.~ ~ CLXXV~And now the Saracen with wary view~Has pierced
24    18|     sleep and still.~The daring Saracen lopt off his head,~Blood
25    18|         with tent,~Christian or Saracen, was Paris-town~Seen in
26    23|     tongs.~ ~ LXXXV~How can the Saracen conclude the fray~With honour,
27    23|   bridle stript.~ ~ LXXXVII~The Saracen assays with all his might~
28    23|       grandam ape.~From her the Saracen designs to wring~The rein,
29    23|    XCVIII~Next, if they met the Saracen, before~They should encounter
30    26|      design; for him parforce~A Saracen took from me yesterday:~
31    26|       iron smite,~In which that Saracen his limbs arrayed;~And he,
32    27|      Sarzan Moor~Forth from the Saracen cantonments sped,~And what
33    27|    prose and verse.~ ~ CXXV~The Saracen, whom rage no less profound~
34    27|             CXXVII~And thus the Saracen pours forth his moan,~With
35    28|      crest,~A little church the Saracen espied;~Abandoned by its
36    29|        now, so wroth I saw that Saracen~With woman, so outrageous
37    31|      and by land,~That with the Saracen will well assort.~Who, if
38    35|   jailer's ward;~And should the Saracen deceitful prove,~Others,
39    39|      strand~He from the reaving Saracen should wrest,~Made through
40    42|      rove:~But that a stripling Saracen should reap~The first fruits
41    46|         Not that she deemed the Saracen in might,~Or valour which
42    46|      shivers flew;~And the bold Saracen, bereft of brand~Was in
43    46|          Hammered, and held the Saracen so close,~To ground he bore
44    46|       by his delay~That impious Saracen forthwith to slay;~ ~ CXL~