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501 17| shade~Secure, we saw the beaked orc asleep;~When one along 502 30| on Thessalian plain.~The beamy lances, rested by the two,~ 503 20| parts convey,~And to the bearers of the children tell,~To 504 26| their rage,~Who poured from beast-cote, field, and pasturage:~ ~ 505 9| thunder,~Burn what they smite, beat-down or rend asunder.~ ~ XXX~" 506 2| of the valiant peer,~From Beatrix and good Duke Aymon sprung.~ 507 3| theatre and dome repairs,~And beautifies her streets and goodly squares;~ ~ 508 43| in future age~Everywhere beautify fair Italy,~Made fashion 509 27| his foe~That sword, the Beavers' known device had tried;~ 510 35| martial maid~Spake with her beavor up, without disguise:~Ferrau, 511 4| Obediant to the royal Charles's beck,~He who had followed Love' 512 19| the outer shore;~Who is bedaubed like swine, in filthy plight,~ 513 20| should don the youthful weed,~Bedizened at the haughty damsel's 514 44| wrought?~So yearly by the bee, whose labour's fruit~Is 515 9| Tartarean bottom, by the hand~Of Beelzebub, whose foul malignity~The 516 29| were of yore.~She, aye by beetling cliff and darksome dell,~ 517 19| their land or keep their beeves.~-- If for the first and 518 42| thousand quests had ne'er~Befal'n Rinaldo, here befel the 519 42| viewed,~(What never had befallen him whilere)~He shook at 520 34| their hope repose,~And some, befooled by silly sorceries;~These 521 18| LXIV~But Valour, who so oft befriends her own,~Makes him find 522 43| Paradise.~Greasy and foul and beggarly her vest;~Nor half her hideousness 523 43| and properties;~What her beginnings, what her endings are;~And 524 1| Ferrau in grisly plight,~Begrimed with dust, and bathed with 525 37| unconquered peer,~Would he begrudge thee, were he living now,~ 526 10| CXI~This while the lady begs him not to bray~Longer the 527 4| nearer he surveyed,~Her wise behaviour marked and beauty's bloom;~ 528 4| old!~ ~ XXVII~Intending to behead the fallen foe,~She lifts 529 43| my woe~Forgive, if thou beholdest me complain:~Because I sorrow 530 44| a duteous daughter doth behove;~I know; but what avails 531 27| In spite of Charlemagne's beleaguering crew,~To carry speedy succour 532 45| shore had gone:~With this in Beleticche he takes post,~Androphilus', 533 31| fierce assay.~ ~ XCVI~"Belike thou hoped," (said he of 534 10| harbour, at a sound from bell, --~A word, were fit for 535 14| XXV~Gualciotto dead, Bellamarina's crew,~(His vassals) serve, 536 33| Mantegna, Leonardo, Gian Belline,~The Dossi, and, skilled 537 26| bold Rogero seen,~Perhaps Bellona he had deemed the maid,~ 538 16| deep sonorous trumpet's bellowing,~And sound of drum, and 539 41| away.~To lower, or ease the bellying canvas aught~The sailors 540 22| were many bridles hung,~Belonging to the coursers which flitted.~ 541 24| be~To whom the royal dame belongs of right.~And she, between 542 23| end,~He Durindana from his belt unslung,~And in mid-field 543 45| these very strokes thou wilt bemoan.~ ~ LXXXI~King Charles and 544 43| and his peers;~While she bemoans herself and melts in tears.~ ~ 545 43| Their way the waters from Benacus take.~Built was the city, 546 42| Correggio's noble tree;~And, Benedeo's pride, Timotheus hight.~ 547 4| situation~Is found to further beneficial ends,~And save from blame, 548 33| thousand warriors trace;~See Benevento's duke the monarch stay,~ 549 4| guided by the sun, and now benighted,~Here first since that encounter 550 39| or cleft?~ ~ XIV~As when benigner winds more swiftly blow,~ 551 33| from his sway;~Whither the Bentivogli them betake.~You next see 552 42| of gold is here~Lucretia Bentivoglia, and among~Her praises, ' 553 42| his wounded foot, and so~Benumbed and crippled is the leg 554 39| fall, it seemed he wou'd~Bequeath his parting soul to paradise.~ 555 33| victorious Hugh,~From Italy the Berengari chase!~Whom, quelled and 556 10| bark! In sight~The next, is Berkeley's noble Marquis; near~Are 557 46| Camillo; and meseems that I~Berna, and Sanga, and Flaminio 558 33| the warrior bold,~Tripoli, Berniche, Ptolomitta viewed,~And 559 46| had new cause for grief in Bertolage~Slain by their foemen and 560 36| how a traitor loved (him Bertram name)~His brother's wife 561 24| pine-tree's gorgeous show,~Beseeches him the cause of this to 562 12| peer~Seemed his Angelica, beseeching aid.~Seemed to Rogero Dordogne' 563 26| the cavalier~Did, with beseechings infinite, entreat~To let 564 3| was wont, may well my song beseem.~For this fair portion to 565 27| sate; in plight~Such as beseemed a warrior and a maid:~Thermodoon 566 10| another land.~"The French beseiged, rejoice in this array,~ 567 9| wary fisher fish and pool besets.~ ~ LXVI~'Tis thus the king 568 8| Without me, my sweet life, beshrew me, where~Art thou bestowed, 569 27| themselves they find~Where the besiegers and besieged they view;~ 570 27| the paynim monarch, who~Besieges royal Charlemagne anew.~ ~ 571 46| vainly tries,~With lips besmeared with foam and eyes alight,~ 572 26| reap,~It seems (while the besotted rabble bends)~And claim 573 16| Religion cannot for the priest bespeak~Mercy, nor innocence avail 574 38| among --~The monarch so bespeaks the assembled throng:~ ~ 575 10| troubled visage, all with sweat besprent,~Began to pray, `on what 576 35| see which champion should bestir him best.~ ~ LXVII~In beauteous 577 6| maintains, which there a stream bestrides,~Eriphila the savage beldam' 578 26| levels in the course~Where he bests trusts to plant the furious 579 32| were more stout;~But she besure will be among those few,~ 580 5| tongue may manifest,~And what betides me to Geneura say;~And tell 581 14| through green banks the Betis winds its way.~ ~ XIII~Stordilane, 582 20| the beldam does her will betoken,~Nor climbing, nor descending 583 18| Who aids the wicked and betrays the good?"~ ~ LXXXIX~Others 584 43| present good would little bettered be:~But small the evil would 585 46| well bestows.~I Fracastoro, Bevezzano note,~And Tryphon Gabriel, 586 1| monarch rued,~And this he so bewailed in doleful case:~Hence, 587 13| praise be wound.~Hence the Biancas and Lucretias I~And Constances 588 14| Matalista brave;~Beneath Bianzardin, their common head,~Astorga, 589 26| Through him as known as Bibbiena~As her own neighbour Florence 590 5| Their solemn vows upon the Bible seal:~And when they had 591 33| Makes the rude Switzer pay Bicocca dear,~Paid by the Frenchman 592 14| the time, when to their bield,~Warned by the chilly night, 593 13| said~Before, Corebo was of Bilbao hight,~Who with him under 594 30| dipt his hand and drew~A billet from the vase, and if befel,~ 595 23| hide.~ ~ XXIII~He came from billeting the bands which lay~Dispersed 596 8| fraud and falsehood plot,~Binding them with indissoluble knot.~ ~ 597 15| home by Logistilla sped,~Binds first Caligorantes with 598 3| will convey~All his Italian birth-right, and command~To take a mighty 599 38| whom he demands~For the Bisertine war, he gives in aid;~But 600 46| assault its splinters fly,~And bits and fragments of the shivered 601 21| But lived subjected to his bitterest hate.~ ~ LVII~"Thenceforth 602 22| said whilere,~When I so bitterly Gabrina shent,~Nor if I 603 31| hight.~ ~ II~For by all bitters else which interpose~Before 604 4| mace, nor rested lance, nor bitting sword,~Wherewith the corselet 605 30| strand~Encamped a host of blacks, a countless band.~ ~ XVI~ 606 34| sought;~Formed of swollen bladders here a hill did stand,~Whence 607 13| in Fortune's smile,~Rich, blameless, fair, and young; to sad 608 45| appaid,~His cheek was seen to blanch with sickly dye;~Because, 609 1| submissively,~With gentle blandishment and humble mood;~As the 610 23| haughty front,~And straight blasphemed the eternal Hierarchy,~That 611 15| imprecations dread he Heaven blasphemes.~ ~ VI~This while a band 612 10| dazzle with the light his blasted view.~Landward towards the 613 8| Who having old Almontes' blazonry~So changed, drew nigh the 614 4| Unhoused upon that desert, bleak and bare.~And many at the 615 13| not to sight where magic blears the eye.~Fix, ere with me 616 34| thereat does good Astolpho blench.~ ~ VII~But as he more descends 617 40| fall.~ ~ XXV~Not therefore blenched the valiant cavalier,~Nor 618 42| LII~By gloomiest track and blindest path he still~Threaded the 619 42| of love,~Ascends into the blissful realms above.~ ~ XV~Orlando, 620 45| impossible, he said,~With blither face than heart, that Leo' 621 6| with monstrous paunch and bloated face;~Who a slow tortoise 622 34| cave;~And so succeeds in blocking that repair,~The harpies 623 27| s mountain-solitude,~And Blois, and Arles, and Rouen's 624 2| oftentimes bent back her bloodless face,~And saw Rinaldo from 625 1| solitude and safe repose,~Blooms unapproached by sheperd 626 46| Bolognese, the Volterrane.~Blosio, Pierio, Vida, famed for 627 1| virgin flower~Pure as it blossomed in her natal hour.~ ~ LVI~ 628 38| will henceforth be paid.~Blotted is Mandricardo from our 629 43| posted at the door,~With blubber lip and nostril, he descries.~ 630 40| And, at strange blindman's bluff, in weary wise,~Hammers 631 18| slaughter everywhere:~Nor blunted was the young Medoro's sword,~ 632 45| s, who sore~Hammers and blunts the faulchion's tempered 633 27| overspread the plain.~ ~ XXXV~Red blushed the blessed angel, who believed~ 634 22| can I of such a shame~(The blushing warrior said) the stain 635 2| back their reeling prow and blusters more.~ ~ XXX~Starboard 636 24| neighbouring city brought,~And boarded with a friendly host; and 637 43| pleasing visage she Adonio boards,~And then breaks silence 638 12| And oft," (exclaimed the boaster) "heretofore;~From him it 639 42| strand,~Charon with crooked boat-hook dragged aboard.~On him Orlando 640 43| myself to hear.~ ~ LXXII~The boatman then: "Erewhile was of this 641 32| sun~Had turned his back on Bocchus' towers and wall;~Then, 642 2| the doubtful sea, which boded ill,~And rolled its heavy 643 43| took the right;~Then the Bodeno past. Already shows~Faintly 644 18| his descending blade;~Next Bogio de Vergalla's belly gored,~ 645 28| Which one, a pilgrim of Bohemia's reign,~Had gathered upon 646 22| days~Both the Moravian and Bohemian line;~Threaded Franconia 647 41| tis said) lured Celts and Boi through~Our Alpine hills, 648 14| XXIV~Ruled by Clarindo, Bolga's people go,~Who fills the 649 46| Maddalen', Portio,~Surnamed the Bolognese, the Volterrane.~Blosio, 650 12| Aetnaean mountain placed~On his bolt-smitten flanks, is doomed to bear,~ 651 33| drawbridge to support,~The bolts, the bars, the hinges of 652 5| ever vows;~And other bridal bond for aye eschewed,~To pass 653 20| that she might strip the bonnibell~Of gown and palfrey, if, 654 19| spears, say rather heavy booms, they bear.~He to Marphisa 655 20| Since speaking to the woman booted nought;~Scarcely his heart 656 26| followed with affront.~Which booting nought, she had retraced 657 3| Where Garonne near fair Bordeaux meets the tide;~Here, fellow 658 8| Since Charles's power near Bordeaux-town was broken.~ ~ LXXIII~This 659 37| conveyed~Into some caverns, bordering on the way,~And distant 660 15| main,~Rather than for that Boreal palace steer,~Where angry 661 27| does survey,~Whenever he to Borgo wends his way.~ ~ XLVIII~ 662 15| thief would bring,~By city, borough-town, and farm conveyed;~The 663 13| soothe me, though of thee I borrow~No help, that thou compassionate 664 28| of fair array;~For beauty borrows grace from glorious weeds.~ 665 3| XLV~"Lo! Lionel! lo! Borse great and kind!~First duke 666 41| their offspring bright;~Or Borso, Nicholas, and Leonel,~Alphonso, 667 21| XIV~"Brother in arms and bosom-friend installed~Here was he by 668 37| knowest how to brew;~And bottle it; for I have found a way~ 669 34| he descried;~Next broken bottles saw of many sorts,~The types 670 19| goodly ship should make her boun~To loose for the Levant: 671 15| favouring wind~Issues beyond the boundaries of Ind.~ ~ XVIII~Scouring 672 33| Sforza makes accord:~Lo! Bourbon the fair city keeps, in 673 16| weapon rests;~And a full bow-shot leaves the Scots behind:~ 674 13| mightier speed~Than ever bow-string gave to whistling reed.~ ~ 675 44| bestow,~The trustiest of her bower-women, one day,~She to Rogero 676 24| done the pious deed,~Is bowning him to climb his horse; 677 35| and goads him evermore,~He bowns him straight her footsteps 678 42| to his abode.~ ~ LXXIII~A bowshot from the way diverged the 679 46| The consort of my lord of Bozzolo~Behold! the mother, sisters, 680 18| to hawl home or start~The braces; one from deck the lumber 681 17| bears his snout~In guise of brach, who enters on the trail.~ 682 Int| too far away. It is the Bradamante-Ruggiero story that eventually takes 683 25| Young Flordespine invited Bradament.~ ~ XL~"My sister the request 684 2| by Charles another way;~Bradamont, seeking her devoted knight,~ 685 43| by dozens and by dozens, braid~Of pearl, and costly jewels 686 36| sped,~Meaning to cleave the brainpan of her foe:~He raised the 687 15| Then, having sucked their brains and life-blood dry,~Casts 688 12| hidden there,~They every bramble, every bush assay;~Even 689 45| hath in mind~How he from Brandamant himself shall hide,~Neither 690 Int| and a young knight named Brandimarte, who falls in love with ( 691 18| lo! the felon hies,~And brandishes on high his trenchant blade,~ 692 13| LXX~"As tin by silver, brass by gold, as Corn -~Poppy 693 18| the world, for matchless bravery,~His courser turns, and 694 32| alarms,~Of living men the bravest knight at arms.~ ~ LVII~" ` 695 17| While these, as loud the brazen trumpets blow,~Make their 696 17| the ignoble car, appear~Brazen-faced boy and girl of evil fame,~ 697 9| Michael's Mount.~ ~ XVI~Breac and Landriglier past on 698 40| rams, in many a place,~Have breached that wall, and with such 699 40| impetuous band,~Where many breaches in the wall were wrought,~ 700 10| rock; below~Scooped by the breaker's beating frequently:~The 701 45| wroth, the hoarse and hollow breakers roar,~So a loud rumour of 702 9| seek the dungeon-key,~But breaking-down the gate, their entrance 703 1| the troubled waters roll,~Breast-high, from the mid river rose 704 19| strokes aye harmless on the breast-plate fall,~Whose steel was heated 705 19| shields, those helms, those breast-plates show~Than anvils underneath 706 37| Shivered, like glass, his breastplate with the spear.~The bitter 707 20| such sway,~Touching their breasts with love and pity, wrought~ 708 45| throttled by the noose, he breathes his last.~ ~ XLV~-- The 709 39| Afric stands:~He sighed, and breathless gazed upon the fray;~And 710 19| short time before,~The brent-new shed had builded in the 711 41| fraught,~ ~ LXIII~'Twixt Brenta and Athesis, beneath those 712 13| monarch of his name,~And Bretagne's pride; all virtues ever 713 9| Orlando's vessel skims the Breton shore;~Then shapes her course 714 29| for his share,~That second Breuse sans pity did remain;~Who, 715 13| Summing them with what brevity she might,~Her ills recounted 716 6| which swarms,~More than Briareus' hundred hands and arms.~ ~ 717 2| not dight~Of marble or of brick; and in my eye~More wonderful 718 19| matter o'er.~Young Love was bridesman there the tie to bless,~ 719 19| the tie to bless,~And for brideswoman stood the shepherdess.~ ~ 720 35| haughty man again,~To the bridge-end returned the damsel, plied~ 721 38| numerous show!~That all in briefest time may comprehend,~My 722 23| Isabel:~Then, changing, brightened like a humid flower,~When 723 41| lasting light,~Which ever, brightening as it burns, appears~To 724 43| mountain, that with fires~Brightens the night, with smoke obscures 725 42| gold arraid,~She, 'mid the brightest, flung her light as far,~ 726 17| so your valour might more brightly shine?~ ~ CXXII~"-- But 727 18| the hair on many a head~Bristle, though she was often distant 728 30| stroke astound,~He from the bristle-hand lets go the rein:~Thrice 729 1| long been owed."~ ~ XXIX~Bristled the paynim's every hair 730 2| bays,~While their stiff bristles stand on end with ire:~So 731 11| Florentine prepare,~Nor whosoever broiders gay design,~Though on his 732 43| pall was purple silk, with broidery rare~Of gold, and pearls 733 2| splintered where it fell,~It broked her fall, and saved the 734 14| thought the posting angel brooded,~Where he, for whom he sought 735 23| mournful strain~Utters, and broods within her heart on more.~ 736 30| have an end.~ ~ XX~Rogero brooks not that in other fight~ 737 14| well-charged mine:~Where broom and thick fascines, all 738 17| Left Origille and her false brother-in-law:~And when, nor these, nor, 739 23| another force.~Embraces brotherly and friendly say,~Salutes 740 32| which on the champaign browsed,~Leaving the fields, a shepherd 741 24| courser at his pleasure run,~Browsing the tender grass the pasture 742 24| Brigliadoro the green herbage browze,~With rein yet hanging at 743 33| Salentines," (he said)~"And Bruci, these shall oft molest, 744 30| which mars the grain,~And bruises branch and leaf, and stalk 745 6| they should not scatter bruits,~Roaming the world, of her 746 22| Finds himself, and towards Brusa goes his ways;~Hence wending, 747 37| Where most o'ergrown with brushwood is the ground.~Nor quicker 748 24| with his naked hand the brutes o'erthrew;~And gorging oftentimes 749 6| vent,~Is heard to hiss and bubble, sing and seethe:~So the 750 13| north-west wind, next, ocean bubbled,~Which on her other beam 751 10| white and blue.~The Earl of Buchan next his banner bears,~In 752 39| fled.~A prisoner valiant Bucifar remained;~The town in safety 753 10| The first is the Duke of Buckingham; and he,~The next, is Henry, 754 33| But that the best should buckle to his side~Good Durindana, 755 10| this first opening from its bud is seen,~And with the vernal 756 10| lily fair,~Stand on her budding paps beneath in dew,~And 757 3| halting gait and slow,~That at Budrio, with protecting sabre,~ 758 5| Tenacious still of life, and buds; although~Cut off by ill 759 18| with ready sleight,~The buffets of the dreadful waves which 760 35| flatterers, men of straw,~Buffoons, informers, minions, all 761 33| Hippona, Argier, he, and Bugia told,~Which from all cities 762 29| Sounding a signal on his bugle-horn.~ ~ XXXVI~Whereat he armed, 763 31| beat his drums and bade his bugles blow,~And with loud echoing 764 16| behold Rinaldo dart.~Of bulk, and bone, and sinew, to 765 1| spear.~ ~ LXII~Not brindled bulls or tawny lions spring~To 766 10| slept: his clothes he in a bundle ties,~Nor other raiment 767 6| drain the cup and those the bungle blow.~One bore a corded 768 33| promised peace my soul did buoy,~But I to bitter warfare 769 5| youth, with liberal hand,~Burghs, baronies, and castles, 770 33| waves and wind.~ ~ XVIII~"Burgundian Lewis ye behold descend~ 771 22| three knights of pride,~Of Burgundy's good marquis either son.~ 772 42| And from their brows the burnished helmets threw~On that flowered 773 18| Taller than all William of Burnwich stands,~An Englishman, whom 774 34| hair, and white withal~The bushy beard descending to his 775 27| and magician's aid;~And busts dissevered from the heads 776 17| by the way, his people's butchery~Beholds -- burnt palaces 777 1| Who met like rams, and butted head to head.~The warlike 778 31| that ever from his service buys~Deserter by the bribe of 779 27| Wasp, fly, and gad-fly buzz in liquid air,~And the rich 780 27| him, the host, and those by-standers there,~To know if any to 781 43| turns aside,~And through bye-roads and solitary goes;~Purposely 782 44| For him that routed the Byzantine side;~By hand of whom so 783 43| CVII~"And at the labourer's cabins in his round~The stripling 784 40| aloud!~ ~ XIV~And, when the cadi hath his blessing said,~ 785 33| Spain.~ ~ XCVIII~Beneath him Cadiz and the strait he spied,~ 786 14| Twixt fruitful Cordova and Cadiz-bay,~Where through green banks 787 33| Urbino and Venice) makes Cadoro shine;~With more, whose 788 32| had to Paris laid.~ ~ L~-- Cadurci, and Cahors city left behind --~ 789 3| shame~Put Frederick, second Caeser of the name.~ ~ XXXIV~"He, 790 3| marquises, counts, dukes and Caesers shine.~ ~ XVIII~"Captains 791 12| Fortune, at length, where caged with Roland are~Ferrau and 792 43| bends~His course an-end to Cagli; o'er the height,~Rifted 793 32| laid.~ ~ L~-- Cadurci, and Cahors city left behind --~Bradamant 794 14| crew,~To a new monarch in Caichus bend.~Goetulia is bestowed 795 5| against all right,~Those caitiffs would have dome me foul 796 17| Rome with two Neros and a Caius cursed;~ ~ II~Domitian and 797 3| Her Marius, Sylla, Nero, Cajus fell.~And this fifth Azo 798 16| bastards were the twain~Of Calabrun, late king of Arragon),~ 799 44| bare,~Amid discomforts and calamities,~Often in friendship heart 800 42| of those fair two,~One is Calandra, one is Bardelon.~In the 801 3| horde:~And of the fiefs of Calaon and Este;~For this imperial 802 14| XIV~They of Toledo and of Calatrave,~Who erst with Sinnagon' 803 42| visage, fair.~Learned Celio Calcagnine in lofty strain~Her glories 804 17| approaching near.~ ~ XXX~"To calculate the griesly monster's height,~( 805 29| squeezed, when taken from the caldron, through~Innocent hands, 806 4| coast uprears,~And gives the Caledonian wood to view;~Which, through 807 17| From Norandine, through calend and through ide,~Pent, till 808 14| resembles.~ ~ III~When the Calesians and the Picards yielding,~ 809 15| Logistilla sped,~Binds first Caligorantes with his chain;~Next from 810 15| fortilage, in front~Of Egypt's caliph they the warrior found;~ 811 9| first caught,~That by the call-bird and his cheating play,~More 812 23| then chose a maid,~Old Callitrephia's daughter, from the crew;~ 813 5| damsel aid,~Persuaded of the calumny's disproof,~He with more 814 15| in length, the mount~Of Calvary intending to surround.~Received 815 4| There, whence we journey to Camaldoli.~Then through a rugged path 816 38| sands, to which in evil hour~Cambyses trusted his ill-omened power.~ ~ 817 46| Ascraean font divine,~Julio Camillo; and meseems that I~Berna, 818 42| to him belong.~Her shall Camillus voice, and far and near~ 819 46| lo! there I see;~With him Campeggio and Mantua's cardinal;~Glory 820 9| further shore~Of fosse or of canal, the frogs we spy,~By cautious 821 18| seized with dread,~Zumara and Canaries' islesmen fled.~ ~ XLIX~ 822 14| the band supplied~By the Canary Islands and Morocco:~Balastro 823 8| burn images, and loose~Or cancel hag-knot, rhomb, or magic 824 18| done,~Are equalled, and all cancelled by thy fame,~And merged, 825 37| steps again:~A flask of Candian sweet wine she purveyed,~ 826 17| Thrasymene and Trebbia fill,~And Cannae, seem but few to what are 827 15| The net was treasured in Canopus, through~Successive ages, 828 36| Feruffine 'scaped, the good Cantelmo left,~What counsel, Sora' 829 31| time the valiant twain~With cantlets of their shields now strew 830 12| the other Saracen array,~Cantoned throughout the winter months 831 1| and the river near,~Armed cap-a-pie, beholds a cavalier.~ ~ 832 6| all of sorel hue;~Who was caparisoned with costly weed,~Broidered 833 46| Teocreno.~ ~ XV~Bernardo Capel, Peter Bembo here~I see, 834 37| son -- the Strozzi twain;~Capello, Bembo, and that writer, 835 46| Ptolemy,~Trissino, Pansa, and Capilupi mine,~Latino Giovenal, it 836 3| Ghibelline,~Into the troubled capital strikes fear),~And make 837 42| Tall columns, with their capitals of gold,~Which gemmed entablatures 838 34| arms had won --~Armenia and Cappadocia which confine;~And scowered 839 46| follows in his train!~Phaedro, Cappella, Maddalen', Portio,~Surnamed 840 15| sun moves hither, leaving Capricorn;~ ~ XXII~"And find the limit 841 25| there were shining iron caps enow;~And, if fine helmets 842 33| renown~For that great king captived and host o'erthrown.~ ~ 843 33| Biserta next and Tunis-town,~Capys, Alzerba's isle, the warrior 844 3| is taught to wheel,~And caracol and gallop in mid sky,~He 845 4| shifts of manege, course and caracole;~He with such labour wrought. 846 11| useless load;~And gun or carbine on thy shoulder lay,~Who 847 44| days before,~Built between Carcasson and Perpignan,~On a commanding 848 19| ply the distaff, broider, card and sow,~In female gown 849 41| that to return he little cared,~-- Nor can return; so Brandimart 850 19| the encountering steeds careered,~It seemed, as with a scythe-blade 851 42| place, well fit for such careers,~Stretched at the bottom 852 30| favour can be said?~What of caresses, many, true, and kind,~From 853 34| served.~ ~ XVIII~"Pamphylia, Caria, and Cilicia's reign,~Through 854 17| Gryphon sped,~Hermophilo and Carmondo. This, arraid~Under his 855 37| There's Hercules of the Carnuti, son~Of my own duke, who 856 17| But as we scoured the fell Carpathian sea,~With flowing sheet, 857 17| window, every door,~With carpeting and finest drapery;~But 858 18| Nor horse he waits, nor carriage, nor, before~Departing, 859 15| thief was dead,~He loosed a carrier pigeon, having tied~Beneath 860 22| flouted by that bonnibel,~For carrying on his croup an ancient 861 9| distinguishes the band,~Carte blanche they proffer, and 862 33| The Dossi, and, skilled to carve or to pourtray,~Michael, 863 2| towers of steel did fix,~Case-hardened in the stream and fire of 864 14| within trench, drain, and casemate made:~And where the river 865 16| Ariodantes' circling brand:~While Casimir and Enearco rue~More deeply 866 25| one pair~Disarmed, another casqued in martial sort;~And with 867 12| would not be without your casques of pride,~Already reft by 868 17| bare,~And leave in simple cassock, meanly dight;~And, as to 869 42| Sadolet.~ ~ LXXXVII~Arelio and Castiglion, a polished pair,~That other 870 12| And thence through the Castiles, both old and new,~So passing 871 4| And climb, till to the castle-gate they wound:~ ~ XXXVIII~Atlantes 872 26| fortress opens; neither castle-keep,~Nor city from her rage 873 42| bold canvas to the wind,~In Catalonian galley loosed for Ind.~ ~ 874 14| troop their army scan.~The Catalonians, who their captain vaunt~ 875 19| Was briefly healed by the Catayan maid;~But who in briefer 876 6| beach, and now the mount,~Catches the gales which blow from 877 4| wish or tongue can sound)~Cates, brave attire, game, sport, 878 Int| daughter to the king of Cathay, or India) and her brother 879 43| were burned.~Wending to the cathedral, where the array~Past on 880 17| I speak to you, that catholic are hight --~Why slain by 881 8| people from the gates~Of Caucasus, in Ind, to find their fates.~ ~ 882 32| polished casque away,~A caul of shining gold, wherein 883 10| And, as cold water, on the cauldron shed,~Shops short the bubbling 884 29| else, encountering, on that causeway meet:~Nor any where was 885 45| head,~The shadows lengthen, causing vain affright;~And as the 886 42| trumpet clear;~ ~ XCI~And a Cavallo shall make such a font~Of 887 16| lightest sort; and foot and cavalry~Sought Paris by those roads, 888 7| trained by me, by cliff or cavern-lair,~Strangle with infant hands 889 1| dream,~In all without a cavil acquiesced:~Since love, 890 43| she stun~Anselmo, never ceasing to upbraid.~`What pain should 891 20| age~Of women such is the celebrity,~That it may furnish matter 892 43| different wise,~In vaulted cellar and in littered stall;~Not 893 28| twixt the river lay~And Celtiberian hills upon that side,~(Theirs, 894 41| which ('tis said) lured Celts and Boi through~Our Alpine 895 3| land~My course did to this cemetery steer,~That in the solemn 896 37| renown;~And, if another censures you, than he~Prompter to 897 6| sand;~While some seemed centaurs, quick in fight and rape;~ 898 Int| story that eventually takes center stage in Ariosto's work.~ 899 6| every fancy, every hope~Centered and ended as their common 900 4| from that deep valley's centre springs;~Bright walls of 901 36| Blazoned through years and centuries by Fame,~Unrivalled, both, 902 15| till~The sixth and seventh century be done.~And he delays his 903 45| marry swear;~And with all ceremony wont and due~So was the 904 18| the cause, -- and Nature certainly~Wrongs Famagosta, poisoning, 905 43| in the hope, belief, and certitude~My wife to me was faithful 906 32| sore taxes and repeated cess,~All Africa's o'erburdened 907 30| from the water drew near Ceuta's shore,~Upon that beach, 908 27| that forest hoar.~Alp and Cevenne's mountain-solitude,~And 909 28| For other reason, inly chafed and cursed,~-- That she 910 31| break,~And scatter it, like chaff, in disarray.~Brandimart 911 40| those in herds of horse),~Chaldaean, Perse, and many more, controlled~ 912 23| place~With charcoal or with chalk their names pourtrayed,~ 913 9| shapes her course towards the chalky strand,~Whence England's 914 28| pushed, till it gave way, the chamber-door,~And, upon tiptoes, softly 915 25| all the rest --~Pages and chamberlains, when now we lay,~One and 916 15| portions missed,~Found on the champagne, and again is sound:~And, 917 39| their fall, two separate channels wear,~Uproot hard rocks, 918 46| instruction square.~Some chant sad elegies, some verses 919 13| Thou at a price at which no chapman treat,~Unmarked in merchant' 920 27| seen; and there~Seated in chapter sees her, while anew~Their 921 23| in any other place~With charcoal or with chalk their names 922 32| change his mood, if he the charmer hears.~ ~ XX~"Ah! Love, 923 33| hostile band~Lies tented upon Chassis' level strand.~ ~ XL~"On 924 28| those of others, and as chast and true.~After some season, 925 3| Pontier base;~The mighty wrong chastised, and traitor's guilt,~By 926 27| suffering yet again such chastisement,~Such horrid fury and such 927 30| rude;~And weened to have chastized his foul misdeed,~That from 928 33| Trampling the mire, with chattering teeth, had stood:~But (what 929 44| virtue high,~So that, as cheaper, she should cast behind~ 930 18| cries (encountering him with chearful brow)~"How fares our lady? 931 17| which might please;~And chearfully the guests, with bath restored,~ 932 16| lists of fame his following chears,~When Isolier, with horsemen 933 18| are sent,~To give the foe checkmate and end the game;~And from 934 43| fetches hence good wine, hams, cheese, and bread;~And makes the 935 15| skirting now the golden Chersonese;~Taprobana with Cori next, 936 28| plump in plight,~And seems a cherubim of Paradise.~So that such 937 14| As gift, a courser of a chestnut stain,~Whose legs and mane 938 3| press the painful tale.~Chew on fair fancy's food: Nor 939 20| bold in fight,~ ~ VI~"And Chiareillo and Mambrino slew,~And sacked 940 2| yard, she spies~A helpless chicken near unwatchful hen,~Who 941 14| still heartened some, and chid the rest,~And forced them 942 42| her brother's perfidy;~She chides, pours forth her sorrows, 943 40| And burnt and laid her chiefest city low.~And with their 944 20| roar;~Summoning thus their chieftain to return,~And end of unfinished 945 28| house had been:~He, from her childhood at the damsel's side,~Had 946 33| mullets die.~ ~ XV~"Where Childibert the boundary hills has crost,~ 947 36| and where had been~Their childish deeds, as they to memory 948 37| together rend~And rack the childless and unhappy sire,~Who groans 949 12| aged peer,~Whose blood was chilled, but courage unreprest.~ 950 42| My lord, that fountain's chilling stream and clear~Extinguished 951 18| city-wall by him is thrown,~Fear chills the townsmen's marrow, when 952 46| sea and rends the sky.~I chiming bells, I shrilling trumpets 953 1| poor drowning caitiff, who, chin-deep,~Implores not help, is obstinate 954 24| wrought,~Beneath an old chirurgeon's skilful care.~This finished, 955 19| For she in Ind had learned chirurgery,~(Since it appears such 956 12| wide extent,~The grot was chiselled into vaulted room;~Nor was, 957 26| the stone choice figures chisseled were,~By that magician's 958 23| assays with all his might~To choak, and from the sell his foeman 959 7| who, with rare inventions, choicely versed,~Delightful fiction 960 7| Jove descended from the choirs above.~ ~ X~Not so much 961 19| liefer in the sea would choke,~Than here of servitude 962 33| descends so heavy on his host.~Choked with their bodies every 963 29| hearer rest~Ere my strained chords return a faltering sound,~ 964 35| vultures, and a crew~Of choughs, and more, that with discordant 965 38| heard~Since I arrived in Christendom, how we~Are bound by ties 966 43| Christian made whilere,~Christens Sobrino, and heals Olivier.~ ~ ~ 967 38| they~Who ken the laws of Christianity;~That taught in all its 968 37| their days have had~For chroniclers, men envious, false, and 969 34| topaz glow,~Pearl, jacinth, chrysolite and diamond lie,~Which well 970 16| tumult wide,~And clatter of church-bells, ere he espy~The raging 971 36| as one~To pride and every churlishness inclined."~Marphisa, at 972 11| head,~The clamour of the churls assembled there~Orlando 973 7| The tawny jacinth, yellow chyrsolite,~The emerald green of hue, 974 34| of adulation were;~And in cicalas, which their lungs had burst,~ 975 34| XVIII~"Pamphylia, Caria, and Cilicia's reign,~Through him, my 976 34| Backed by the Thracians' and Cilicians' aid~And other followers, 977 45| was placed.~ ~ XCIII~"Nor Cillarus, nor Arion, was whilere~ 978 45| closed.~But, when within Cimmeria's caverned height~Nocturnus 979 31| and rank,~That feeds on Cinyphus's barbarous bank.~ ~ LIX~ 980 43| Herded or housed erewhile by Circe were;~Venus with Loves and 981 18| lay,~Outstretched a large circumference of plain,~Bade one another 982 40| Where on all quarters that circumfluent sea,~By which they are inisled, 983 9| by treacherous fraud to circumvent.~ ~ LXIV~He hopes as well, 984 35| Though foul his name, if Cirrha him befriend.~Its savour 985 46| see,~Of Veritade and the Cittadino;~See the Mainardo, the Leoniceno,~ 986 25| stranger knight,~Clear of the city-gates, the champaigne reach,~The 987 25| full of nectarous dew,~To clack like a poor cuckow to the 988 45| in one day nor slew~Her claimant, she was taken; and his 989 27| two knights their jarring claims propound.~He who perceives 990 15| not, in aught, the hideous clangour near.~With thanks did the 991 33| remembers him the peer,~Whose clangours helpful aye in peril are,~ 992 10| behind, and either pinion clangs,~Lest it should turn and 993 46| loudly blow,~Mid flash and clap; and when the sable skies~ 994 17| the circling crew.~ ~ XCI~Clapping of hands, and cries, at 995 10| feeble note,~She wept and clapt her hands in agony.~"Without 996 43| not prove, if I~Saw of my Clarice what I would not see.~This 997 27| Horns, drums, and shrilling clarions filled the skies;~And the 998 33| a thousand strokes might clash on high,~-- Nay more, nor 999 11| heard a din, and fearful clashing sound~Of arms, and hurrying 1000 22| and eyes.~Rejoiced, Rogero clasps his lady free,~Crimsoning


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