Canto

 1     2|   upon the summit left alone,~Look on, and pray to God for
 2     3|      her peace, and stand and look,~Then read, and schooled
 3     3|       overcast,~With downward look, and gait subdued and slow:~
 4     7|       gave herself the lovely look,~Which had on many like
 5    12|       gentle maid of pleasing look and guise;~Who seemed to
 6    12|    hear,~Somedeal confused in look they seem to be,~At the
 7    13|         XXXIII~With squinting look and dark, and but one eye,~
 8    13| Rogero in his cheer~And every look, Atlantes thee shall meet,~
 9    18|    signified;~But changed his look and tone, when, nearer brought~
10    18|     against her with a single look.~For ill the wrong his angered
11    19|    loved of yore;~And that to look so low she had consented,~(
12    21|         Her pride abased, and look of haught despite --~And
13    21|      of so foul a blame,~And, look on whom they may, must blush
14    24|   place where they were left; look everywhere;~Nor sign of
15    25|     confest,~By gesture or by look, the sex I bear.~My voice,
16    26|    they a cavalier~Of haughty look approaching had surveyed,~
17    29|       Next him so touched one look of Isabel,~She quickly made
18    32|     mortal that would shun~To look upon the visage of the sun.~ ~
19    32|      and from lodge, the rout~Look forth, and will the joust
20    33|     she was a maid,~Who in no look or act the maid confest;~
21    33|      their haughty crest,~And look upon the world with less
22    33|       of fire it had, a cruel look,~And, like ship-sails, two
23    34|   upon some days and deeds~To look again, which he had lost
24    35|  heaven ordain.~For where men look for fruit they graff the
25    37|      when those warlike three~Look down the vale and roll their
26    38|   fixed on heaven his earnest look.~ ~ LXXXV~This done, they
27    39|   with visage so serene,~With look so much less wayward than
28    40|      all such terror in their look,~That, at the very sight,
29    41|   sprang; and, at his haughty look,~Heaven, as the warrior
30    43|       thou upon~My pain mayst look, and mayst lament with me;~
31    44|    wrong,~But to their profit look the faithless throng.~ ~
32    44|      speed,~So fearful is his look, even Mars and Jove~Are
33    45|   horizon cheered.~ ~ LXIX~To look like Leo, o'er his breast