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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jerusalem Delivered - Book 01 - part 02</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XI<br>Thus when the Lord discovered had, and seen<br>The hidden secrets of each worthy's breast,<br>Out of the hierarchies of angels sheen<br>The gentle Gabriel called he from the rest,<br>'Twixt God and souls of men that righteous been<br>Ambassador is he, forever blest,<br>The just commands of Heaven's Eternal King,<br>'Twixt skies and earth, he up and down doth bring.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XII<br>To whom the Lord thus spake: "Godfredo find,<br>And in my name ask him, why doth he rest?<br>Why be his arms to ease and peace resigned?<br>Why frees he not Jerusalem distrest?<br>His peers to counsel call, each baser mind<br>Let him stir up; for, chieftain of the rest<br>I choose him here, the earth shall him allow,<br>His fellows late shall be his subjects now."</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XIII<br>This said, the angel swift himself prepared<br>To execute the charge imposed aright,<br>In form of airy members fair imbared,<br>His spirits pure were subject to our sight,<br>Like to a man in show and shape he fared,<br>But full of heavenly majesty and might,<br>A stripling seemed he thrive five winters old,<br>And radiant beams adorned his locks of gold.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XIV<br>Of silver wings he took a shining pair,<br>Fringed with gold, unwearied, nimble, swift;<br>With these he parts the winds, the clouds, the air,<br>And over seas and earth himself doth lift,<br>Thus clad he cut the spheres and circles fair,<br>And the pure skies with sacred feathers clift;<br>On Libanon at first his foot he set,<br>And shook his wings with rory May dews wet.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XV<br>Then to Tortosa's confines swiftly sped<br>The sacred messenger, with headlong flight;<br>Above the eastern wave appeared red<br>The rising sun, yet scantly half in sight;<br>Godfrey e'en then his morn-devotions said,<br>As was his custom, when with Titan bright<br>Appeared the angel in his shape divine,<br>Whose glory far obscured Phoebus' shine.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XVI<br>"Godfrey," quoth he, "behold the season fit<br>To war, for which thou waited hast so long,<br>Now serves the time, if thou o'erslip not it,<br>To free Jerusalem from thrall and wrong:<br>Thou with thy Lords in council quickly sit;<br>Comfort the feeble, and confirm the strong,<br>The Lord of Hosts their general doth make thee,<br>And for their chieftain they shall gladly take thee.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XVII<br>"I, messenger from everlasting Jove,<br>In his great name thus his behests do tell;<br>Oh, what sure hope of conquest ought thee move,<br>What zeal, what love should in thy bosom dwell!"<br>This said, he vanished to those seats above,<br>In height and clearness which the rest excel,<br>Down fell the Duke, his joints dissolved asunder,<br>Blind with the light, and strucken dead with wonder.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XVIII<br>But when recovered, he considered more,<br>The man, his manner, and his message said;<br>If erst he wished, now he longed sore<br>To end that war, whereof he Lord was made;<br>Nor swelled his breast with uncouth pride therefore,<br>That Heaven on him above this charge had laid,<br>But, for his great Creator would the same,<br>His will increased: so fire augmenteth flame.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XIX<br>The captains called forthwith from every tent,<br>Unto the rendezvous he them invites;<br>Letter on letter, post on post he sent,<br>Entreatance fair with counsel he unites,<br>All, what a noble courage could augment,<br>The sleeping spark of valor what incites,<br>He used, that all their thoughts to honor raised,<br>Some praised, some paid, some counselled, all pleased.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XX<br>The captains, soldiers, all, save Boemond, came,<br>And pitched their tents, some in the fields without,<br>Some of green boughs their slender cabins frame,<br>Some lodged were Tortosa's streets about,<br>Of all the host the chief of worth and name<br>Assembled been, a senate grave and stout;<br>Then Godfrey, after silence kept a space,<br>Lift up his voice, and spake with princely grace:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXI<br>"Warriors, whom God himself elected hath<br>His worship true in Sion to restore,<br>And still preserved from danger, harm and scath,<br>By many a sea and many an unknown shore,<br>You have subjected lately to his faith<br>Some provinces rebellious long before:<br>And after conquests great, have in the same<br>Erected trophies to his cross and name.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXII<br>"But not for this our homes we first forsook,<br>And from our native soil have marched so far:<br>Nor us to dangerous seas have we betook,<br>Exposed to hazard of so far sought war,<br>Of glory vain to gain an idle smook,<br>And lands possess that wild and barbarous are:<br>That for our conquests were too mean a prey,<br>To shed our bloods, to work our souls' decay.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXIII<br>"But this the scope was of our former thought, --<br>Of Sion's fort to scale the noble wall,<br>The Christian folk from bondage to have brought,<br>Wherein, alas, they long have lived thrall,<br>In Palestine an empire to have wrought,<br>Where godliness might reign perpetual,<br>And none be left, that pilgrims might denay<br>To see Christ's tomb, and promised vows to pay.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXIV<br>"What to this hour successively is done<br>Was full of peril, to our honor small,<br>Naught to our first designment, if we shun<br>The purposed end, or here lie fixed all.<br>What boots it us there wares to have begun,<br>Or Europe raised to make proud Asia thrall,<br>If our beginnings have this ending known,<br>Not kingdoms raised, but armies overthrown?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531479" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXV<br>"Not as we list erect we empires new<br>On frail foundations laid in earthly mould,<br>Where of our faith and country be but few<br>Among the thousands stout of Pagans bold,<br>Where naught behoves us trust to Greece untrue,<br>And Western aid we far removed behold:<br>Who buildeth thus, methinks, so buildeth he,<br>As if his work should his sepulchre be.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Torquato+Tasso">Torquato Tasso</a></strong></div>