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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jerusalem Delivered - Book 03 - part 03</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXXI<br>The villain flies, he, full of rage and ire,<br>Pursues, she stood and wondered on them both,<br>But yet to follow them showed no desire,<br>To stray so far she would perchance be loth,<br>But quickly turned her, fierce as flaming fire,<br>And on her foes wreaked her anger wroth,<br>On every side she kills them down amain,<br>And now she flies, and now she turns again.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXXII<br>As the swift ure by Volga's rolling flood<br>Chased through the plains the mastiff curs toforn,<br>Flies to the succor of some neighbor wood,<br>And often turns again his dreadful horn<br>Against the dogs imbrued in sweat and blood,<br>That bite not, till the beast to flight return;<br>Or as the Moors at their strange tennice run,<br>Defenced, the flying balls unhurt to shun:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXXIII<br>So ran Clorinda, so her foes pursued,<br>Until they both approached the city's wall,<br>When lo! the Pagans their fierce wrath renewed,<br>Cast in a ring about they wheeled all,<br>And 'gainst the Christians' backs and sides they showed<br>Their courage fierce, and to new combat fall,<br>When down the hill Argantes came to fight,<br>Like angry Mars to aid the Trojan knight.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXXIV<br>Furious, tofore the foremost of his rank,<br>In sturdy steel forth stept the warrior bold,<br>The first he smote down from his saddle sank,<br>The next under his steel lay on the mould,<br>Under the Saracen's spear the worthies shrank,<br>No breastplate could that cursed tree outhold,<br>When that was broke his precious sword he drew,<br>And whom he hit, he felled, hurt, or slew.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXXV<br>Clorinda slew Ardelio; aged knight,<br>Whose graver years would for no labor yield,<br>His age was full of puissance and might<br>Two sons he had to guard his noble eild,<br>The first, far from his father's care and sight,<br>Called Alicandro wounded lay in field,<br>And Poliphern the younger, by his side,<br>Had he not nobly fought had surely died.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXXVI<br>Tancred by this, that strove to overtake<br>The villain that had hurt his only dear,<br>From vain pursuit at last returned back,<br>And his brave troop discomfit saw well near,<br>Thither he spurred, and gan huge slaughter make,<br>His shock no steed, his blow no knight could bear,<br>For dead he strikes him whom he lights upon,<br>So thunders break high trees on Lebanon.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXXVII<br>Dudon his squadron of adventurers brings,<br>To aid the worthy and his tired crew,<br>Before the residue young Rinaldo flings<br>As swift as fiery lightning kindled new,<br>His argent eagle with her silver wings<br>In field of azure, fair Erminia knew,<br>"See there, sir King," she says, "a knight as bold<br>And brave, as was the son of Peleus old.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXXVIII<br>"He wins the prize in joust and tournament,<br>His acts are numberless, though few his years,<br>If Europe six likes him to war had sent<br>Among these thousand strong of Christian peers,<br>Syria were lost, lost were the Orient,<br>And all the lands the Southern Ocean wears,<br>Conquered were all hot Afric's tawny kings,<br>And all that dwells by Nilus' unknown springs.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XXXIX<br>"Rinaldo is his name, his armed fist<br>Breaks down stone walls, when rams and engines fail,<br>But turn your eyes because I would you wist<br>What lord that is in green and golden mail,<br>Dudon he hight who guideth as him list<br>The adventurers' troop whose prowess seld doth fail,<br>High birth, grave years, and practise long in war,<br>And fearless heart, make him renowned far.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XL<br>"See that big man that all in brown is bound,<br>Gernando called, the King of Norway's son,<br>A prouder knight treads not on grass or ground,<br>His pride hath lost the praise his prowess won;<br>And that kind pair in white all armed round,<br>Is Edward and Gildippes, who begun<br>Through love the hazard of fierce war to prove,<br>Famous for arms, but famous more for love."</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLI<br>While thus they tell their foemen's worthiness,<br>The slaughter rageth in the plain at large.<br>Tancred and young Rinaldo break the press,<br>They bruise the helm, and press the sevenfold targe;<br>The troop by Dudon led performed no less,<br>But in they come and give a furious charge:<br>Argantes' self fell at one single blow,<br>Inglorious, bleeding lay, on earth full low:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLII<br>Nor had the boaster ever risen more,<br>But that Rinaldo's horse e'en then down fell,<br>And with the fall his leg opprest so sore,<br>That for a space there must be algates dwell.<br>Meanwhile the Pagan troops were nigh forlore,<br>Swiftly they fled, glad they escaped so well,<br>Argantes and with him Clorinda stout,<br>For bank and bulwark served to save the rout.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLIII<br>These fled the last, and with their force sustained<br>The Christians' rage, that followed them so near;<br>Their scattered troops to safety well they trained,<br>And while the residue fled, the brunt these bear;<br>Dudon pursued the victory he gained,<br>And on Tigranes nobly broke his spear,<br>Then with his sword headless to ground him cast,<br>So gardeners branches lop that spring too fast.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLIV<br>Algazar's breastplate, of fine temper made,<br>Nor Corban's helmet, forged by magic art,<br>Could save their owners, for Lord Dudon's blade<br>Cleft Corban's head, and pierced Algazar's heart,<br>And their proud souls down to the infernal shade,<br>From Amurath and Mahomet depart;<br>Not strong Argantes thought his life was sure,<br>He could not safely fly, nor fight secure.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XLV<br>The angry Pagan bit his lips for teen,<br>He ran, he stayed, he fled, he turned again,<br>Until at last unmarked, unviewed, unseen,<br>When Dudon had Almansor newly slain,<br>Within his side he sheathed his weapon keen,<br>Down fell the worthy on the dusty plain,<br>And lifted up his feeble eyes uneath,<br>Opprest with leaden sleep, of iron death.</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>