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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jerusalem Delivered - Book 06 - part 08</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">XCIX</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Thou must,' quoth she, 'be mine ambassador,<br>Be wise, be careful, true, and diligent,<br>Go to the camp, present thyself before<br>The Prince Tancredi, wounded in his tent;<br>Tell him thy mistress comes to care his sore,<br>If he to grant her peace and rest consent<br>Gainst whom fierce love such cruel war hath raised,<br>So shall his wounds be cured, her torments eased.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">C</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'And say, in him such hope and trust she hath,<br>That in his powers she fears no shame nor scorn,<br>Tell him thus much, and whatso'er he saith,<br>Unfold no more, but make a quick return,<br>I, for this place is free from harm and scath,<br>Within this valley will meanwhile sojourn.'<br>Thus spake the princess: and her servant true<br>To execute the charge imposed, flew;</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CI</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And was received, he so discreetly wrought,<br>First of the watch that guarded in their place,<br>Before the wounded prince then was he brought,<br>Who heard his message kind, with gentle grace,<br>Which told, he left him tossing in his thought<br>A thousand doubts, and turned his speedy pace<br>To bring his lady and his mistress word,<br>She might be welcome to that courteous lord.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CII</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But she, impatient, to whose desire<br>Grievous and harmful seemed each little stay,<br>Recounts his steps, and thinks, now draws he nigher,<br>Now enters in, now speaks, now comes his way;<br>And that which grieved her most, the careful squire<br>Less speedy seemed than e'er before that day;<br>Lastly she forward rode with love to guide,<br>Until the Christian tents at hand she spied.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CIII</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Invested in her starry veil, the night<br>In her kind arms embraced all this round,<br>The silver moon form sea uprising bright<br>Spread frosty pearl upon the candid ground:<br>And Cynthia-like for beauty's glorious light<br>The love-sick nymph threw glittering beams around,<br>And counsellors of her old love she made<br>Those valleys dumb, that silence, and that shade.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CIV</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Beholding then the camp, quoth she, 'O fair<br>And castle-like pavilions, richly wrought!<br>From you how sweet methinketh blows the air,<br>How comforts it my heart, my soul, my thought?<br>Through heaven's fair face from gulf of sad despair<br>My tossed bark to port well-nigh is brought:<br>In you I seek redress for all my harms,<br>Rest, midst your weapons; peace, amongst your arms.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CV</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Receive me, then, and let me mercy find,<br>As gentle love assureth me I shall,<br>Among you had I entertainment kind<br>When first I was the Prince Tancredi's thrall:<br>I covet not, led by ambition blind<br>You should me in my father's throne install,<br>Might I but serve in you my lord so dear,<br>That my content, my joy, my comfort were.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CVI</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Thus parleyed she, poor soul, and never feared<br>The sudden blow of Fortune's cruel spite,<br>She stood where Phoebe's splendent beam appeared<br>Upon her silver armor double bright,<br>The place about her round she shining cleared<br>With that pure white wherein the nymph was dight:<br>The tigress great, that on her helmet laid,<br>Bore witness where she went, and where she stayed.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CVII</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So as her fortune would, a Christian band<br>Their secret ambush there had closely framed,<br>Led by two brothers of Italia land,<br>Young Poliphern and Alicandro named,<br>These with their forces watched to withstand<br>Those that brought victuals to their foes untamed,<br>And kept that passage; them Erminia spied,<br>And fled as fast as her swift steed could ride.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CVIII</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But Poliphern, before whose watery eyes,<br>His aged father strong Clorinda slew,<br>When that bright shield and silver helm he spies,<br>The championess he thought he saw and knew;<br>Upon his hidden mates for aid he cries<br>Gainst his supposed foe, and forth he flew,<br>As he was rash, and heedless in his wrath,<br>Bending his lance, 'Thou art but dead,' he saith.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CIX</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">As when a chased hind her course doth bend<br>To seek by soil to find some ease or goad;<br>Whether from craggy rock the spring descend,<br>Or softly glide within the shady wood;<br>If there the dogs she meet, where late she wend<br>To comfort her weak limbs in cooling flood,<br>Again she flies swift as she fled at first,<br>Forgetting weakness, weariness and thirst.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CX</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So she, that thought to rest her weary sprite,<br>And quench the endless thirst of ardent love<br>With dear embracements of her lord and knight,<br>But such as marriage rites should first approve,<br>When she beheld her foe, with weapon bright<br>Threatening her death, his trusty courser move,<br>Her love, her lord, herself abandoned,<br>She spurred her speedy steed, and swift she fled.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CXI</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Erminia fled, scantly the tender grass<br>Her Pegasus with his light footsteps bent,<br>Her maiden's beast for speed did likewise pass;<br>Yet divers ways, such was their fear, they went:<br>The squire who all too late returned, alas.<br>With tardy news from Prince Tancredi's tent,<br>Fled likewise, when he saw his mistress gone,<br>It booted not to sojourn there alone.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CXII</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But Alicandro wiser than the rest,<br>Who this supposed Clorinda saw likewise,<br>To follow her yet was he nothing pressed,<br>But in his ambush still and close he lies,<br>A messenger to Godfrey he addressed,<br>That should him of this accident advise,<br>How that his brother chased with naked blade<br>Clorinda's self, or else Clorinda's shade.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CXIII</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Yet that it was, or that it could be she,<br>He had small cause or reason to suppose,<br>Occasion great and weighty must it be<br>Should make her ride by night among her foes:<br>What Godfrey willed that observed he,<br>And with his soldiers lay in ambush close:<br>These news through all the Christian army went,<br>In every cabin talked, in every tent.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">CXIV</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=531514" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tancred, whose thoughts the squire had filled with doubt<br>By his sweet words, supposed now hearing this,<br>Alas! the virgin came to seek me out,<br>And for my sake her life in danger is;<br>Himself forthwith he singled from the rout,<br>And rode in haste, though half his arms he miss;<br>Among those sandy fields and valleys green,<br>To seek his love, he galloped fast unseen.</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>