书城公版Orlando Furioso
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第1042章 XXII

And recollects a herb had caught her sight In passing hither, on a pleasant plain, What (whether dittany or pancy hight)

I know not; fraught with virtue to restrain The crimson blood forth-welling, and of might To sheathe each perilous and piercing pain, She found it near, and having pulled the weed, Returned to seek Medoro on the mead.