Canto

 1     1|   Agrican and all his field?"~ ~ LXXXI~She answers not, and knows
 2     5|       quarrel for her right.~ ~  LXXXI~Six knights on foot within
 3     6|    beauteous dames like you."~ ~ LXXXI~Their grateful thanks the
 4     8|          torn his heart away.~ ~ LXXXI~He with the fullest pleasure
 5     9|          last on earth below.~ ~ LXXXI~Lo! in the frighted city
 6    10|        car, and that a crown.~ ~ LXXXI~"The valiant Raymond, Earl
 7    11|        winds and briny deeps.~ ~ LXXXI~The remnant of the winter,
 8    12| Durindana in Orlando's hand."~ ~ LXXXI~His ceaseless strokes scarce
 9    13|      tedious for its changes.~ ~ LXXXI~Meseems that I have many
10    14|      writing, on this ground.~ ~ LXXXI~Nor here he Love, nor here
11    15|    nought the intent gainsay,~ ~ LXXXI~But willingly to him these
12    16|        monarch's son is left!~ ~ LXXXI~He from a squire receives
13    17|        helm of belted knight.~ ~ LXXXI~The lovely ladies from their
14    18|       answer knows the thief.~ ~ LXXXI~Aquilant thundered still,
15    19|          single lance can do.~ ~ LXXXI~Of smooth and balanced pace,
16    20|       companions on a cruise.~ ~ LXXXI~She into Guido's palace
17    22|           with tardier speed.~ ~ LXXXI~With the same lance with
18    23|         by thy valour bought.~ ~ LXXXI~"Although mine is the faulchion,
19    24|           journey to depart.~ ~  LXXXI~"Of this, my heart, conceive
20    25|       his bosom, banish rest.~ ~ LXXXI~The siege of Agramant, to
21    26|        Mars, except her face.~ ~ LXXXI~The damsel donned her sword,
22    27|          and Sericana's king.~ ~ LXXXI~This while some voice to
23    30|          beloved Rogero view.~ ~ LXXXI~Rogero's word was pledged
24    31|          the covering shield.~ ~ LXXXI~Uncounselled and confused,
25    32|     seems opened in her face.~ ~ LXXXI~Already so well-grown and
26    33|          the solid metal fly.~ ~ LXXXI~With mickle industry, with
27    34|          good Sylvester made.~ ~ LXXXI~A large provision, next,
28    36|         accepted as his lord.~ ~ LXXXI~But, as to Bradamant whilere,
29    37|    castle on the rock bestow.~ ~ LXXXI~"His wrath enduring still,
30    38|       except the chosen foes.~ ~ LXXXI~After the second choice
31    39|       foemen by their tongue.~ ~ LXXXI~In bearing down, impelled
32    40|         the Danish paladine).~ ~ LXXXI~He therefore never thrust
33    41|       much in martial might.~ ~  LXXXI~Orlando had left Sobrino (
34    42|     charms and grace possest.~ ~ LXXXI~Upon two beauteous images
35    43|      land, seven weary years.~ ~ LXXXI~"Neither for distance nor
36    44|     fight, which hotly raged.~ ~ LXXXI~The Greeks in that affray
37    45|     strokes thou wilt bemoan.~ ~ LXXXI~King Charles and peers him
38    46|          costly present gave.~ ~ LXXXI~The curtiest cavalier, the