Canto

 1     3|      stormy waves may lash the beach.~I pass, mid towns and towers,
 2     4|       the raven, on some sandy beach,~Lures on the dog, and flits
 3     6|       free,~Now turning to the beach, and now the mount,~Catches
 4     6| dwelling, she~Had taken on the beach her lonely stand;~And though
 5     6|   resolve was vain)~Nor by the beach two miles his way pursued,~
 6     8|    worn,~Issued at noon upon a beach, that lay~'Twixt sea and
 7     8|   decreasing to her sight,~The beach she left, which less and
 8     8|   Hopeless, at length upon the beach he lies,~And by the maid,
 9     8|       if the maid,~When on the beach she stood in Proteus' sight,~
10    10|    hoar,~Which rose beside the beach, amid the sea,~He found
11    10|     the knight~Along the sandy beach, still kept in sight.~ ~
12    10|        food is fed.~How on the beach the maid became the prize~
13    10|        shore.~ ~ CXII~Upon the beach the courser plants his feet,~
14    11|     learn:~But now the winding beach is heard to roar,~And wood
15    13|       rest.~No dwelling on the beach appears, nor there~Is any
16    17|      And full of terror to the beach descends;~Whence he his
17    18|       crew and warriors on the beach alight;~Those to ship merchandize,
18    19|      keeping on their left the beach below,~By beaten track to
19    19|  half-moon, projected from the beach,~More than four miles about,
20    20|    sally, or set foot upon the beach,~And hence to one of mine
21    20|     care,~Who trembling to the beach had made repair.~ ~ XCIX~
22    24|    evermore,~And louder on the beach the surf is heard:~The crowd,
23    28|      soldier harried sore.~The beach upon one side broad ocean
24    29|       Spain.~His way along the beach he after wends,~Near Arragon,
25    30|       Ceuta's shore,~Upon that beach, and of those walls as wide~
26    31|   their ground on Barcellona's beach:~But on the morn ensuing,
27    39|        is the load,~And on the beach's furthest brink bestowed.~ ~
28    39|        tree,~Produced upon the beach in wondrous guise,~That,
29    41|   pilot full of hardihood.~The beach retreats, and from the sailors'
30    41|       fair enow;~Thence to the beach descends a thicket gray,~
31    41|       King Sobrine:~The pebbly beach resounds, and rolling brine.~ ~