Canto

 1     1|      her pursue his flight.~ ~ LXXX~To her the Saracen, with
 2     5|    first the dame bestowed:~ ~ LXXX~And will that she (he will
 3     6|     and inhospitable all."~ ~  LXXX~"For you not only her I
 4     7|      to Logistilla's state.~ ~ LXXX~Assaulting suddenly the
 5     8|       fleeting sleep enjoy.~ ~ LXXX~To good Orlando it appeared
 6     9|      flies from bended bow:~ ~ LXXX~And, what before he could
 7    10|      on azure field unfurl.~ ~ LXXX~"Arundel's Earl is yonder
 8    11|       ill atoned his guilt.~ ~ LXXX~Oberto takes to wife Olympia
 9    12| Durindana's blade descends.~ ~ LXXX~Nor safety cotton vest,
10    13|     Rogero, nor Rogero her.~ ~ LXXX~But leave we Bradamant,
11    14| everywhere in fine is writ.~ ~ LXXX~Weening that he shall find
12    15|      set, to find the hair.~ ~ LXXX~The duke no less with hope
13    16|      the Scots in disarray.~ ~ LXXX~He plants his courser, where
14    17|    wolves thy flock defend.~ ~ LXXX~But whither have I roved!
15    18|    horse and arms deprive?"~ ~ LXXX~When Origille hears him,
16    19|         than mournful tear.~ ~ LXXX~At once their spears in
17    20|     means for their escape.~ ~ LXXX~Sir Guido speaks that night
18    22|        your course arrest?"~ ~ LXXX~She of the castle presses
19    23|   famous Agrican, my sire.~ ~  LXXX~"Him this Orlando slew by
20    24|     heaviest pain will be."~ ~ LXXX~At this the sorrowing Isabel,
21    25|     set by him great store;~ ~ LXXX~And at the feast, where
22    26|      me from myself alone.~ ~  LXXX~"I too with lance and sword
23    27|   there his restless stand.~ ~ LXXX~But Serpentine and Ferrau
24    30|       at her burning sighs.~ ~ LXXX~Four times, nay six, she
25    31|      tell the pagans slain.~ ~ LXXX~King Agramant in his pavilion
26    32|   affray than fair of mien.~ ~ LXXX~As when the stage's curtain
27    33|  swords were heard to beat.~ ~ LXXX~None e'er by proof two other
28    34|  servitude in sorry courts.~ ~ LXXX~He marks mighty pool of
29    35|    defied him to the fight.~ ~ LXXX~Rogero (for not yet that
30    36|        unmatched on earth.~ ~  LXXX~In the beginning so he should
31    37|   maimed, and thirty slain.~ ~ LXXX~"He of his vassals is so
32    38|        Danish Ogier's task;~ ~ LXXX~And, of two axes, hath Duke
33    39|     what they hence descry.~ ~ LXXX~`Twas so those ships, by
34    40|    Dane his valour matched.~ ~ LXXX~But for the gentle youth
35    41|   traversed left and right.~ ~ LXXX~Better than good Frontino
36    42|        gilded roof sustain.~ ~ LXXX~Fair Amalthaea's horn in
37    43|       teeth by Cadmus sown;~ ~ LXXX~"And by the churl the offended
38    44|     force his host to line.~ ~ LXXX~Within Belgrade, and through
39    45|        light together fail.~ ~ LXXX~Didst thou, O miserable
40    46|     brought, conveyed anew.~ ~ LXXX~Two thousand tedious years