Canto

 1     1|           so large a boon bestow.~Ah! false and cruel Fortune!
 2     3|         eyes, exclaim'd at last:~"Ah! luckless youths, with vain
 3     4|           labour vain.~ ~ XXXIII~"Ah! then unless thy heart less
 4    19|           heart was left behind.~"Ah! how was I so negligent," (
 5    20| gentleness, and grace.~ ~ XLIV~" `Ah! were the cruel statute
 6    21|          into disdain.~ ~ XXII~" `Ah! why should I conceal (in
 7    23|    courser's master by?"~ ~ XXXV~"Ah! would be were!" to him
 8    25|       there been taken, as I see. Ah! why~Was she so hot her
 9    30|           s arms I wear?~ ~ XLII~"Ah! as I might have won you
10    31|            and suppliant vow:~-- "Ah, Rodomont! for love of her,
11    31|          such a knight.~ ~ LXXIV~"Ah! courteous lord! if e'er
12    32|         the charmer hears.~ ~ XX~"Ah! Love, arrest this wight
13    32|         may taste.~ ~ XXIII~"Yet, ah! why blame myself? Wherein
14    33|        cruel and tormenting pain.~Ah! wherefore what I seemed
15    34|      melancholy voice addressed;~"Ah! without harming other,
16    36|         fair lips are lost to me?~Ah! never other shall in thee
17    36|        paynim's scathe."~ ~ LXXIX~Ah! how fair Bradamant uplifts
18    41|          furls his sails in port. Ah! ruthless sword,~So cruel,
19    43|           head this ruin brought,~Ah! would that he in proof,
20    43|         Springs forth and saith: `Ah! worthy deed! which I~Found
21    43|         search, and died.~ ~ CLX~"Ah! wherefore, Brandimart,
22    43|       to-day thou renderest vain!~Ah! what designs, fell Fortune,
23    43|         Fortune, dost thou break!~Ah! wherefore fear I, since
24    43|       thee in tempest and affray,~Ah wherefore not with thee
25    44|           thus she spake.~ ~ XLI~"Ah! shall I will what she wills
26    44|           the slave~Of Love am I; ah! miserable me!~I from my
27    44|           do, endure such injury?~Ah! no, by Heaven! far rather
28    45|        with other tie.~ ~ XXXIII~"Ah! wellaway! if in my thought
29    45|           and to the bottom bear!~Ah! turn to me, Rogero! turn
30    45|       every good at once forlorn?~Ah! if I will not bear this
31    45|        wast thou to my lady-love: Ah! why~Call I her mine, since
32    45|               XCVII~"Rogero mine, ah! wonder gone" (she cried)~"
33    45|            hadst thou known this; ah! wretched me!~How can I