Canto

 1    18|     many a knight.~The field Medoro and Cloridano tread,~And
 2    18|       is worthy to be known:~Medoro and Cloridan were named
 3    18| suffused with crimson grain,~Medoro had, in youth a pleasing
 4    18|   equal intervals, at night,~Medoro gazed on heaven with sleepy
 5    18|    comforted nor altered be.~Medoro is disposed to meet his
 6    18|     above,~Deprived of thee, Medoro mine? To die~With thee in
 7    18|     master's blood was shed,~Medoro, ought not I to sacrifice?~
 8    18|    Nor blunted was the young Medoro's sword,~But he disdained
 9    18|     not penetrate.~From both Medoro cleanly lopt the head.~Oh!
10    18|    glad;~And would, but that Medoro this forbad.~ ~ CLXXXI~Rearing
11    18|     he deems the safest way~(Medoro following him) went Cloridane~
12    18|   Had not the moon, at young Medoro's prayer,~Out of a gloomy
13    18|    cloud put forth her horn.~Medoro to the heavens upturns his
14    18|       son lay dead.~Faithful Medoro mourned his master dear,~
15    19|         CANTO 19~ ~ ARGUMENT~Medoro, by Angelica's quaint hand,~
16    19| hindmost in the race.~But be Medoro's faithful story said,~The
17    19|   myself, and blind,~That I, Medoro, should without thee fare,~
18    19|  foemen, as in chase:~Lastly Medoro by his voice is known,~Disarmed,
19    19|      knows not how,~And with Medoro willingly would die,~But
20    19|      of good Almontes' son."~Medoro thus his suit, with grace,
21    19|     blow the churl had sped,~Medoro fell as he was wholly dead.~ ~
22    19|      deed, at sight~Of young Medoro's fall, springs forth to
23    19|     Lets himself drop by his Medoro's side.~ ~ XVI~The Scots
24    19|  endure no more.~Where young Medoro lay he took his stand,~And
25    19|   the weed,~Returned to seek Medoro on the mead.~ ~ XXIII~Returning,
26    19|     swain conveyed;~But good Medoro would not leave the plain~
27    19|     a sorer smart~Than young Medoro's, suffered at her heart.~ ~
28    19|  many places graved, within,~MEDORO and ANGELICA were traced,~
29    19|    Catay,~And with its crown Medoro's head entwine.~She had
30    23|    and seen;~By her may this Medoro be belied,~And me, she,
31    23|    writ,~And which the young Medoro's hand had made.~On the
32    23| harbourage you gave,~I, poor Medoro, can but in my lays,~As
33    23|  Where his inscription young Medoro wrought.~To see his wrongs
34    30|      bound;~And how she made Medoro, India's king;~Perchance
35    42|     way~Homeward, with young Medoro to Catay.~ ~ XL~In that