Canto

 1     5|    such fraud had schemed.~ ~ LXXXVIII~False Polinesso, with a
 2     8|       his wrath prevented.~ ~ LXXXVIII~Nor would Orlando's faithful
 3     9|       been prisoner taken.~ ~ LXXXVIII~To a younger brother, her,
 4    10|      in mountains nursed.~ ~  LXXXVIII~"A burning pine by Kildare
 5    12| lady-love, Orlando speeds.~ ~ LXXXVIII~Pricking in haste towards
 6    14|      poisoned dagger wore.~ ~ LXXXVIII~Of her the good archangel
 7    15|     from the courser fell.~ ~ LXXXVIII~The duke returns where he
 8    16| vengeful fury all retire."~ ~ LXXXVIII~Even such as he, who hears
 9    17|    for his courteous lore.~ ~ LXXXVIII~When vile Martano from his
10    18|       honours of the just.~ ~ LXXXVIII~Pointing him out to one
11    19|    earth, to work her woe.~ ~ LXXXVIII~The cavalier this while
12    20|      I can clear the way."~ ~ LXXXVIII~As he was customed in extremity,~
13    22|      cause of that mishap.~ ~ LXXXVIII~He quickly turns, and, turning,
14    23| tightening yet his thighs.~ ~ LXXXVIII~As falls a sack of armour,
15    24|    the damsel's evil will.~ ~ LXXXVIII~The reverend father, who
16    25|       her to passing pure.~ ~ LXXXVIII~And if he erst a name, renowned
17    26|      their monarch's need.~ ~ LXXXVIII~Meanwhile Rogero, with that
18    27|    from that caitiff born.~ ~ LXXXVIII~A squire laced on her helmet,
19    28|       his courser's croup;~ ~ LXXXVIII~Rather within his head or
20    30|       bitter is the sweet.~ ~ LXXXVIII~For she had heard as well
21    31|       field in panic fled.~ ~ LXXXVIII~Their king forgets no, how
22    32|    Tristram bars the gate.~ ~ LXXXVIII~"Entering the tower, he
23    33|    from the monster fled.~ ~  LXXXVIII~Baiardo to the neighbouring
24    34|   conducts his holy guide.~ ~ LXXXVIII~Filled full of fleeces all
25    37|    foot, their way pursue.~ ~ LXXXVIII~They with them on a horse
26    38|  Moorish monarch's knight.~ ~ LXXXVIII~When ended are the ceremonies,
27    41|   jammed, his steed below.~ ~ LXXXVIII~Sorbine pursued, and with
28    42|       in her love or rage.~ ~ LXXXVIII~Inscribed in characters
29    43|    following day to claim.~ ~ LXXXVIII~"The astrologer is silent,
30    44|  foams the mountain-flood.~ ~ LXXXVIII~None that behold those strokes
31    45|   against myself must arm.~ ~ LXXXVIII~"Yet was but to myself this
32    46|       above all his peers.~ ~ LXXXVIII~One is there that in his