Canto

 1   Int|      Angelica is filled with a burning love for Ranaldo, but Ranaldo
 2     2| Saracen retorts,~As proud, and burning with as fierce a flame,~"
 3     5|    hair.~But who what drug the burning entrail sears,~Or who for
 4     5|   changed her bed,~To shun the burning heat or pinching cold,~And
 5     6|     XXV~And, now, to bathe his burning lips he strains;~Now dabbles
 6     6|       from the heavy corslet's burning case.~Nor is it marvel if
 7     6|       flame~For her, within my burning heart did bear,~Beholding
 8     8|       Nor what of venomous, on burning plain,~Creeps 'twixt the
 9     9|    echo all about rebound.~The burning bolt with sudden fury flies,~
10     9|      Is in a flame, as well as burning ground,~Firm walls are split,
11    10|        Takes by the shore: the burning sunbeams play~Upon the hill
12    10|        nursed.~ ~  LXXXVIII~"A burning pine by Kildare is displayed;~
13    14|        how the emptied vessel, burning sore~With nitre, sulphur,
14    15|        and all perished in the burning fosse.~The mighty gulf had
15    15|     pursue~So far the negroes' burning shore, that they~Pass the
16    17|    midst of fire.~ ~ XCII~With burning heart, and visage red with
17    18|        known~How he, with fury burning in his breast,~That rabble-rout
18    20|      wound,~That all a face of burning crimson wore.~One dares
19    20|         Those many sobs, those burning sighs and sore,~Those tears
20    25|        her inmost breast, with burning eyes,~She spake her soul
21    25|    XLIII~"As the sick man with burning thirst distrest,~If he should
22    26| Appears like ice, and she like burning light.~Nor her Rogero with
23    27|     made~The cause of their so burning strife display;~Next earnestly
24    28|        sobs aye issue from her burning breast,~And more beside
25    30|        it from kindling at her burning sighs.~ ~ LXXX~Four times,
26    36|      strait, together with the burning smart,~Shoots through his
27    36|       is well; since Love with burning dart,~Tilting this while
28    37|     seems a bolt, dismist form burning sky,~Which, in its fury,
29    39|        back again:~He grasps a burning plank, and in the dread~
30    40|      is fain,~And sees Biserta burning far away;~But landing finds
31    40|     were wrought,~To slay with burning torch and trenchant brand,~
32    41|    Orlando's shield appear~The burning bold and lofty Babel's wreck.~
33    42|       and sinews are a prey~To burning love; Rinaldo I would say.~ ~
34    42|       And at his saddle hung a burning mace.~ ~ LIV~That warrior'
35    42|        liquid drove~Out of his burning bosom thirst and love.~ ~
36    42|     converse slips,~But what a burning sigh is on his lips.~ ~
37    43|       More surely, and through burning fires will wend.~ ~ LXIX~
38    43|        the steps of those;~Who burning torches like those others