书城公版Orlando Furioso
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第1309章 XXXIX

"Thus every one, except his consort ill, Argaeus many miles away suppose:

She, when 'tis time her errand to fulfil, Hatching new mischief, to my brother goes.

Of tears she has a ready shower at will, Which from her eyes into her bosom flows, ` -- Where shall I succour find, now needed most, So that my honour be not wholly lost,