Canto

 1     5|        perish wrongfully:~This thinks that he is right, and is
 2     7|     Rogero raised his head:~He thinks he hears; but it is heard
 3    11|    from sight?~Of Bradamant he thinks not, who controlled~His
 4    12|     plan in view,~He hears, or thinks he hears, a voice complain:~
 5    12|   hears a call,~And looks, and thinks he hears that voice's sound,~
 6    12|        that voice's sound,~And thinks he sees the visage by which
 7    12|        he wont to be.~ ~ XV~He thinks he hears Angelica, and she~"
 8    12|  heaped the plain,~That he who thinks to count the slaughtered
 9    13|    LXXVIII~While so the damsel thinks, a voice she hears,~Which,
10    14|        he feigns a choice, and thinks; next speeds~Buraldo, Ormida,
11    14|   courier of the heavenly king~Thinks, on his way, where he may
12    17|      visage red with shame,~He thinks the knight's disgrace is
13    18|       would have foregone.~She thinks not if this mode or that
14    23|        by Anselm's throng,~Who thinks he has endured so foul a
15    25|     with frequent tear,~Rogero thinks he Bradamant descries;~So
16    25|    ease supplies;~And when she thinks she is indeed a maid,~Laments
17    25|       go,~This hinders not; he thinks that, as they wend,~Chance
18    33| yesterday.~Unless perchance he thinks it praise and gain,~By such
19    33|      he mistakes me sore,~That thinks the prize by me will be
20    36|        with the stranger vies;~Thinks to prevent the youth and
21    36| martial maid to overthrow:~But thinks her head to sever from the
22    37|       his elder brother slain,~Thinks to bear off the lady in
23    37|       seem, she of her husband thinks no more:~But 'tis her will,
24    39|   While fain to ransom him, he thinks upon~The means, and stands
25    42|       comfort to the fair;~Nor thinks Rogero her has so foregone~
26    43|  attends.~Ruined, at length he thinks he will begone~To other
27    43|      where but forest-trees~He thinks to find, a sumptuous palace
28    44|        respect, she bears,~She thinks no choice is left but to
29    45| prompted by his daring sprite)~Thinks, mid a thousand squadrons
30    45|      lord decide:~Sometimes he thinks his prowess to belie,~And
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