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... never till this time he chanced to hear This noble action of the reverend peer . The Abbot , when he saw his sorrows rise , And tears that , fast descending , flow'd apace , And the sad aspect of his glistening eyes , Marking with ...
... never till this time he chanced to hear This noble action of the reverend peer . The Abbot , when he saw his sorrows rise , And tears that , fast descending , flow'd apace , And the sad aspect of his glistening eyes , Marking with ...
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... Never to freedom can ye be restored . " " What rests to do , our freedom to regain ? How can we ever quit this den abhorr'd ? " " BAPTIZE MORGANTE ! " - roar'd again the fiend , “ And , after , freely on your journey wend . " Leave but ...
... Never to freedom can ye be restored . " " What rests to do , our freedom to regain ? How can we ever quit this den abhorr'd ? " " BAPTIZE MORGANTE ! " - roar'd again the fiend , “ And , after , freely on your journey wend . " Leave but ...
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... never yet have done a deed , fair maid , By which such joy my bosom has possest . If thou from death wast rescued by my aid , I thus indeed am more supremely blest Than ever knight by fortune's power was made . And have these wounds thy ...
... never yet have done a deed , fair maid , By which such joy my bosom has possest . If thou from death wast rescued by my aid , I thus indeed am more supremely blest Than ever knight by fortune's power was made . And have these wounds thy ...
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... , is no ignoble choice . " I know I never may behold again My much loved home , my Syria's natal shore ; I know my stars look down with fix'd disdain , VOL . II . C And all my host of followers now no more : FROM PULCI . 17.
... , is no ignoble choice . " I know I never may behold again My much loved home , my Syria's natal shore ; I know my stars look down with fix'd disdain , VOL . II . C And all my host of followers now no more : FROM PULCI . 17.
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... never be ! Yet , at thy word , to Syria I return , And make but one request - Remember me ! Yes , o'er the memory of my friends to mourn , With these sad reliques , once so proud and free , To Syria I return ; but ah ! no more To hope ...
... never be ! Yet , at thy word , to Syria I return , And make but one request - Remember me ! Yes , o'er the memory of my friends to mourn , With these sad reliques , once so proud and free , To Syria I return ; but ah ! no more To hope ...
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ancient Ariosto arms Astaroth Astolpho Aymon behold blood bower Boyardo brave breast breath call'd Canto Charlemagne Christian Clermont's Count of Poitiers courser cried dæmon dark death Derry doom'd dread E'en e'er earth erst eternal eyes fair faith fame fate fear fell Ferrau fierce fix'd Ganellon glorious hath heart Heaven hell Heptarchy holy honour hope hour Huon of Bordeaux king knight land light Lord Luigi Pulci Malagigi Marca Hispanica Marsilius Meridiana mighty Montalban's Moorish Morgante Maggiore mortal ne'er noble o'er once Orlando Paladins pass'd peace plain poem press'd pride prince Pulci realm Ricciardetto Rinaldo Roncesvalles round sacred seem'd shade shore sighs sight Sobrarbe solemn soul Spain spirit stanza steed strain sweet sword tears thee thine thou thought thro throne traitor truth turn'd Turpin vale valiant voice warrior Whereat Whig wonder