Canto

 1     1|      healthful hue,~While on his lips the half-formed accents
 2     3|      place,~She prays with eager lips, and heart elate,~To the
 3     3|         Then Bradamant her eager lips unclosed,~Since the divine
 4     3|       place the ring between his lips."~ ~ LXXV~Discoursing thus,
 5     4|     scarce believed from other's lips,~A feathered courser, sailing
 6     5|        others meet,~And kiss his lips and face with loving show,~
 7     6|        now, to bathe his burning lips he strains;~Now dabbles
 8     7|       pearl,~Which her delicious lips shut up or show.~Of force
 9     7|         oftentimes those meeting lips are mixed.~ ~ XXX~These
10     8|       Her hands were joined, her lips were motionless,~Her languid
11     9|         stood:~Orlando, when her lips the damsel closed,~Whose
12    10|       now will say;~And you with lips comprest and eye-brows bent,~
13    10|        saw thirst figured on his lips, and scanned~His troubled
14    12|      rescued her, she 'twixt her lips enclosed,~Hence from their
15    14|          every where~Movement of lips and hands upraised to pray~
16    22| approached the flood.~ ~ XII~His lips he had not wetted in its
17    22|         damsel, gathers from her lips.~ ~ XXXIII~A thousand times
18    24|     aught remains, with mournful lips,~The last faint breath of
19    28|         Meanwhile, with swelling lips and forehead pursed,~The
20    29|       For putting it between her lips, like light~Extinguished
21    29|       Angelica, while 'twixt her lips she slipt~The virtuous ring,
22    30|        And that sweet moan, from lips more deeply dyed~Than crimson
23    31|         tidings heard~From other lips, he scarce had these believed:~
24    31|     brain.~And from the damsel's lips as well had known~How he
25    33|       The Roman pastor bites his lips through woe;~Called by him,
26    34|      depart;~Nor even to kiss my lips he ventured; see~If he is
27    36|          then another kiss those lips so bright~And sweet, if
28    36|         And sweet, if those fair lips are lost to me?~Ah! never
29    37|  eloquence than flows~From other lips, that gentle dame inspires;~
30    39|     sometimes two or three their lips unclose,~-- Some knot of
31    42|         a burning sigh is on his lips.~ ~ XCVIII~Oft with desire
32    42|      drop of wine shall pass thy lips between,~And all the draught
33    42|      case,~Before it touched his lips, the warrior thought.~But
34    43|      speak,~(As said) ere to his lips the vase he bore;~He thought;
35    43|         split the wine he to his lips would guide.~Now he repents
36    46|       grew,~He bit his hands and lips; while pouring down~His
37    46|        deemed, unless he now his lips unsealed,~He should a foul
38    46|  stranger for Rogero knows,~With lips and brow unmoved, with stedfast
39    46|   himself and vainly tries,~With lips besmeared with foam and