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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=531489" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jerusalem Delivered - Book 02 - part 05</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">XLVI<br>&quot;Sir King,&quot; quoth she, &quot;my name Clorinda hight,<br>My fame perchance has pierced your ears ere now,<br>I come to try my wonted power and might,<br>And will defend this land, this town, and you,<br>All hard assays esteem I eath and light,<br>Great acts I reach to, to small things I bow,<br>To fight in field, or to defend this wall,<br>Point what you list, I naught refuse at all.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XLVII<br>To whom the king, &quot;What land so far remote<br>From Asia's coasts, or Phoebus' glistering rays,<br>O glorious virgin, that recordeth not<br>Thy fame, thine honor, worth, renown, and praise?<br>Since on my side I have thy succors got,<br>I need not fear in these my aged days,<br>For in thine aid more hope, more trust I have,<br>Than in whole armies of these soldiers brave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XLVIII<br>&quot;Now, Godfrey stays too long; he fears, I ween;<br>Thy courage great keeps all our foes in awe;<br>For thee all actions far unworthy been,<br>But such as greatest danger with them draw:<br>Be you commandress therefore, Princess, Queen<br>Of all our forces: be thy word a law.&quot;<br>This said, the virgin gan her beaver vail,<br>And thanked him first, and thus began her tale.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XLIX<br>&quot;A thing unused, great monarch, may it seem,<br>To ask reward for service yet to come;<br>But so your virtuous bounty I esteem,<br>That I presume for to intreat this groom<br>And silly maid from danger to redeem,<br>Condemned to burn by your unpartial doom,<br>I not excuse, but pity much their youth,<br>And come to you for mercy and for ruth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">L<br>&quot;Yet give me leave to tell your Highness this,<br>You blame the Christians, them my thoughts acquite,<br>Nor be displeased, I say you judge amiss,<br>At every shot look not to hit the white,<br>All what the enchanter did persuade you, is<br>Against the lore of Macon's sacred rite,<br>For us commandeth mighty Mahomet<br>No idols in his temple pure to set.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LI<br>&quot;To him therefore this wonder done refar,<br>Give him the praise and honor of the thing,<br>Of us the gods benign so careful are<br>Lest customs strange into their church we bring:<br>Let Ismen with his squares and trigons war,<br>His weapons be the staff, the glass, the ring;<br>But let us manage war with blows like knights,<br>Our praise in arms, our honor lies in fights.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LII<br>The virgin held her peace when this was said;<br>And though to pity he never framed his thought,<br>Yet, for the king admired the noble maid,<br>His purpose was not to deny her aught:<br>&quot;I grant them life,&quot; quoth he, &quot;your promised aid<br>Against these Frenchmen hath their pardon bought:<br>Nor further seek what their offences be,<br>Guiltless, I quit; guilty, I set them free.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LIII<br>Thus were they loosed, happiest of humankind,<br>Olindo, blessed be this act of thine,<br>True witness of thy great and heavenly mind,<br>Where sun, moon, stars, of love, faith, virtue, shine.<br>So forth they went and left pale death behind,<br>To joy the bliss of marriage rites divine,<br>With her he would have died, with him content<br>Was she to live that would with her have brent.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LIV<br>The king, as wicked thoughts are most suspicious,<br>Supposed too fast this tree of virtue grew,<br>O blessed Lord! why should this Pharaoh vicious,<br>Thus tyrannize upon thy Hebrews true?<br>Who to perform his will, vile and malicious,<br>Exiled these, and all the faithful crew,<br>All that were strong of body, stout of mind,<br>But kept their wives and children pledge behind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LV<br>A hard division, when the harmless sheep<br>Must leave their lambs to hungry wolves in charge,<br>But labor's virtues watching, ease her sleep,<br>Trouble best wind that drives salvation's barge,<br>The Christians fled, whither they took no keep,<br>Some strayed wild among the forests large,<br>Some to Emmaus to the Christian host,<br>And conquer would again their houses lost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LVI<br>Emmaus is a city small, that lies<br>From Sion's walls distant a little way,<br>A man that early on the morn doth rise,<br>May thither walk ere third hour of the day.<br>Oh, when the Christian lord this town espies<br>How merry were their hearts? How fresh? How gay?<br>But for the sun inclined fast to west,<br>That night there would their chieftain take his rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LVII<br>Their canvas castles up they quickly rear,<br>And build a city in an hour's space.<br>When lo, disguised in unusual gear,<br>Two barons bold approachen gan the place;<br>Their semblance kind, and mild their gestures were,<br>Peace in their hands, and friendship in their face,<br>From Egypt's king ambassadors they come,<br>Them many a squire attends, and many a groom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LVIII<br>The first Aletes, born in lowly shed,<br>Of parents base, a rose sprung from a brier,<br>That now his branches over Egypt spread,<br>No plant in Pharaoh's garden prospered higher;<br>With pleasing tales his lord's vain ears he fed,<br>A flatterer, a pick-thank, and a liar:<br>Cursed be estate got with so many a crime,<br>Yet this is oft the stair by which men climb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LIX<br>Argantes called is that other knight,<br>A stranger came he late to Egypt land,<br>And there advanced was to honor's height,<br>For he was stout of courage, strong of hand,<br>Bold was his heart, and restless was his sprite,<br>Fierce, stern, outrageous, keen as sharpened brand,<br>Scorner of God, scant to himself a friend,<br>And pricked his reason on his weapon's end.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LX<br>These two entreatance made they might be heard,<br>Nor was their just petition long denied;<br>The gallants quickly made their court of guard,<br>And brought them in where sate their famous guide,<br>Whose kingly look his princely mind declared,<br>Where noblesse, virtue, troth, and valor bide.<br>A slender courtesy made Argantes bold,<br>So as one prince salute another wold;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LXI<br>Aletes laid his right hand on his heart,<br>Bent down his head, and cast his eyes full low,<br>And reverence made with courtly grace and art,<br>For all that humble lore to him was know;<br>His sober lips then did he softly part,<br>Whence of pure rhetoric, whole streams outflow,<br>And thus he said, while on the Christian lords<br>Down fell the mildew of his sugared words:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LXII<br>&quot;O only worthy, whom the earth all fears,<br>High God defend thee with his heavenly shield,<br>And humble so the hearts of all thy peers,<br>That their stiff necks to thy sweet yoke may yield:<br>These be the sheaves that honor's harvest bears,<br>The seed thy valiant acts, the world the field,<br>Egypt the headland is, where heaped lies<br>Thy fame, worth, justice, wisdom, victories.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LXIII<br>&quot;These altogether doth our sovereign hide<br>In secret store-house of his princely thought,<br>And prays he may in long accordance bide,<br>With that great worthy which such wonders wrought,<br>Nor that oppose against the coming tide<br>Of proffered love, for that he is not taught<br>Your Christian faith, for though of divers kind,<br>The loving vine about her elm is twined.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LXIV<br>&quot;Receive therefore in that unconquered hand<br>The precious handle of this cup of love,<br>If not religion, virtue be the band<br>'Twixt you to fasten friendship not to move:<br>But for our mighty king doth understand,<br>You mean your power 'gainst Juda land to prove,<br>He would, before this threatened tempest fell,<br>I should his mind and princely will first tell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LXV<br>&quot;His mind is this, he prays thee be contented<br>To joy in peace the conquests thou hast got,<br>Be not thy death, or Sion's fall lamented,<br>Forbear this land, Judea trouble not,<br>Things done in haste at leisure be repented:<br>Withdraw thine arms, trust not uncertain lot,<br>For oft to see what least we think betide;<br>He is thy friend 'gainst all the world beside.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Torquato+Tasso">Torquato Tasso</a><div class=q>
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&quot;Sir King,&quot; quoth she, &quot;my name Clorinda hight,
My fame perchance has pierced your ears ere now,
I come to try my wonted power and might,
And will defend this land, this town, and you,
All hard assays esteem I eath and light,
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