Canto

 1     5|  through the warrior half his weapon went.~ ~ LXXXIX~Him, through
 2     6|     one on whirling stone the weapon grinds.~ ~ LXXVI~To good
 3     9|      slain,~Since the clogged weapon can no more contain.~ ~
 4     9|   knight.~ ~ LXXV~Behind, the weapon flames in lightning's guise,~
 5     9|       with design to cast the weapon where~It never more should
 6     9|     So said, he cast away the weapon: fanned~Meanwhile, with
 7    10|       as on steel or rock the weapon lights.~ ~  CII~When he
 8    11|  bright eyes, then slacks the weapon's glow~In streams, which
 9    16|      foaming courser, and his weapon rests;~And a full bow-shot
10    16|        XLV~He stoops upon the weapon which he strains,~Whole
11    16|    Nor did the buckler so the weapon stay,~Though made of palm
12    16|   more strong.~ ~ LXXXII~That weapon broken, he Fusberta rears,~
13    17| Gryphon returned, and did the weapon wield.~Whole and recovered,
14    19|    true an eye,~The feathered weapon bores a Scotchman's brain,~
15    19|   That a new foe might by the weapon bleed,~Whom (while he made
16    20|     in one day should by this weapon die,~Wert thou with me,
17    22|       And smooth) the hissing weapon slipt, and wrought~Other
18    23|       churl's right cheek the weapon went:~It failed indeed his
19    23|    tree suspend:~Bear off the weapon freely hence, if me~Thou
20    23|     there,~Left without other weapon than the fist;~With this
21    24|    drest:~But the destructive weapon, falling low,~Equally opened
22    24|   Because his Trojan arms the weapon turn;~Yes so astounds, he
23    25|     them down.~He whirled his weapon, and, amid the array,~Smote
24    26|      him, pierced by the same weapon, go~Two others to the gloomy
25    26|    mighty heart, and lays his weapon low;~And he, that Tartar
26    26|    LXXIV~That Tartar's harder weapon makes the shield~Of Vivian,
27    26|       the yielding rhind:~The weapon pierced his shoulder; Aldigier~
28    29|  himself, I say,~His flesh no weapon for a month shall score:~
29    30|    And to the quick the cruel weapon broke.~ ~ LIII~The assistants'
30    31| paynim's proud discourse,~His weapon in the rest, for answer,
31    34|      bestowed~The grace, that weapon him should vainly smite,~
32    35|     from your bright eyes the weapon went,~That pierced my heart,
33    35|  warlike dame.~As the charmed weapon smites Grandonio's shield,~
34    36|      knew the virtues of that weapon well,~Such proof thereof
35    37|       Which holds no more the weapon, as whilere.~When, sounding
36    39|    there, and caught~Upon his weapon's shaft the coming blow;~
37    39|    grain,~That every time the weapon went to ground,~Some warrior,
38    43|    wife's words like poisoned weapon thrill,~And pierce my suffering
39    45|     lance he shook;~Nor other weapon than his faulchion took.~ ~