Canto

 1     1|    horse to end that care."~ ~ LXXIV~The bold Circassian lighted,
 2     2|     that inner cavern drew.~ ~ LXXIV~The beauteous Bradamant,
 3     3| whither thou would'st ride.~ ~ LXXIV~"Follow him close, and viewing (
 4     5|     end) was doomed to die.~ ~ LXXIV~"For secretly the duke enjoined
 5     6|        throughout the year.~ ~ LXXIV~Here, where with jovial
 6     7|     and beauty not her own.~ ~ LXXIV~By art she gave herself
 7     8|        crying to withstand.~ ~ LXXIV~"Might I not have excused
 8     9|        the hill descending,~ ~ LXXIV~Who rends the branch and
 9    10|       flying courser dropt.~ ~ LXXIV~Where he in meadows to the
10    11|       female vest and gown.~ ~ LXXIV~Now will it need to send
11    12|       made Love's prisoner.~ ~ LXXIV~Alzirdo, as the approaching
12    13|       sea without a shore."~ ~ LXXIV~When of the larger portion
13    14|       this offering brings.~ ~ LXXIV~Infinite other prayers as
14    15|    both the ladies' prayer.~ ~ LXXIV~Though it was noon in the
15    16|       the slaughtered crew.~ ~ LXXIV~Nor stops he here, nor leaves
16    17|     heathen hounds profane.~ ~ LXXIV~God's worshippers, where
17    18|      and securer way to be.~ ~ LXXIV~From the south-east up-sprung
18    19|     the victory to achieve.~ ~ LXXIV~But with the others she,
19    20|     know, save this avail."~ ~ LXXIV~"This only us can save,
20    22|       to receive the meed."~ ~ LXXIV~To threaten him with vengeance,
21    23|       s and Noritia's band.~ ~ LXXIV~"I was not, as I knew, in
22    24|      ravished faulchion go.~ ~ LXXIV~Seeking him morn and evening,
23    25|        the warrior grieved.~ ~ LXXIV~To Richardetto he exclaims,
24    26|     knight, nor even bends.~ ~ LXXIV~That Tartar's harder weapon
25    27|         the truth maintain.~ ~ LXXIV~"Yet am I well contented,
26    28|    that we to them return.'~ ~ LXXIV~"When they have come to
27    29|    more from her had borne.~ ~ LXXIV~Would that of her Orlando
28    30|      ensured Rogero's life.~ ~ LXXIV~Agramant bids them diligently
29    31|     death of such a knight.~ ~ LXXIV~"Ah! courteous lord! if
30    32|        beats fast and loud.~ ~ LXXIV~Such transport as the longing
31    33|      warriors to be slain."~ ~ LXXIV~When they by Ulany were
32    34|        our own folly, here.~ ~ LXXIV~Nor here alone of realm
33    35|        his pitiable plight.~ ~ LXXIV~The third encounter craved
34    36|        an incestuous flame;~ ~ LXXIV~And country, sire, and brethren
35    37|        thine avenging wife;~ ~ LXXIV~" `And of our lord for me
36    38|       grief and cruel pain.~ ~ LXXIV~Meanwhile their weapons
37    39|    return to Africk's land.~ ~ LXXIV~Royal Marsilius, in that
38    40|    eyes and drooping front.~ ~ LXXIV~In their unhappy state to
39    41|      trod, in terror shook.~ ~ LXXIV~Foreseeing the assault with
40    42|       befitted private man.~ ~ LXXIV~Of serpentine and of hard
41    43|     too witty and too fair.~ ~ LXXIV~"In the same city dwelt
42    44|     for lord must Leo take.~ ~ LXXIV~The martial maid of no less
43    45|      and breast, and flank.~ ~ LXXIV~Now aims that martial maid
44    46|     his kingdom's treasure.~ ~ LXXIV~He a free court bids cry;