GODFREY of Bulloigne or The Recouerie of Ierusalem Done into English Heroicall verse by EDWARD FAIREFAX Gent. Imprinted at London by Ar. Hatfield for I. Iaggard and M. Lownes 1600 To her High Maiestie WIts rich triumph Wisdomes glorie Arts chronicle Learnings storie Towre of goodnes vertue bewtie Forgiue me that presume to lay My labours in your cleere eies ray This boldnes springs frō faith zeal dewtie Her hand her lap her vestures hem Muse touch not for polluting them All that is hers is pure cleere holie Before her footstoole humble lie So may she blesse thee with her eie The sunne shines not on good things solie Oliue of peace Angell of pleasure What line of praise can your worth measure Calme sea of blisse which no shore boundeth Fame fils the world no more with lies But busied in your histories Her trumpet those true wonders soundeth O Fame say all the good thou maist Too little is that all thou saist What if her selfe her selfe commended Should we then know nere knowne before Whether her wit or worth were more Ah no! that booke would nere be ended Your Maiesties humble subiect EDWARD FAIREFAX The Allegorie of the Poem HEroicall Poetrie as a liuing Creature wherein two natures are conioined is compounded of Imitation and Allegorie with the one she allureth vnto her the mindes and eares of men and maruellously delighteth them with the other either in vertue or knowledge she instructeth them And as the heroically written Imitation of an Other is nothing else but the patterne and image of humane action so the Allegorie of an Heroicall Poeme is none other than the glasse and figure of humane life But Imitation regardeth the Actions of man subiected to the outward senses and about them being principally imployed seeketh to represent them with effectuall and expressiue phrases such as liuely set before our corporall eies the things represented It doth not consider the customes affections or discourses of the Minde as they be inward but onely as they come forth thence and being manifested in words in deedes or working doe accompanie the Action On the other side Allegorie respecteth the passions the opinions and customes not onely as they doe appeare but principally in their being hidden inward and more obscurely doth expresse them with notes as a man may say misticall such as only the vnderstanders of the nature of things can fully comprehend Now leauing Imitation apart we will according to our purpose speake of Allegorie which as the life of man is compound so it represents to vs sometime the figure of the one sometime the figure of the other yet because that commonly by Man we vnderstand this compound of the bodie soule or minde and then mans life is said to be that which of such compound is proper in the operations whereof euerie part thereof concurres and by working gets that perfection of the which by her nature she is capable sometime although more seldome by Man is vnderstood not the compound but the most noble part namely the Minde According to this last signification it may be said that the life of man is Contemplatiue and to worke simplie with the Vnderstanding forasmuch as this life doth seeme much to participate of heauen and as it were changde from humanitie to become angelicall Of the life of the Contemplatiue Man the Comedie of Dante 's and the Odyssees are as it were in euerie part thereof a figure but the ciuill life is seene to be shadowed throughout the Iliads and Aeneids also although in this there be rather set out a mixture of Action and Contemplation But since the Contemplatiue Man is solitarie and the Man of Action liueth in ciuill companie thence it commeth that Dante 's Ulysses in their departure from Calipse are fained not to be accompanied of the armie or of a multitude of soldiers but to depart alone whereas Agamemnon and Achilles are described the one Generall of the Grecian Armie the other leader of many troupes of Mirmidons and Aeneas is seene to be accompanied when he fighteth or doth other ciuill actes but when he goeth to hell and the Elisian fields he leaues his followers accompanied onely with his most faithfull friend Achates who neuer departed from his side Neither doth the Poet at randon faine that he went alone for that in his voiage there is signified this onely Contemplation of these paines and rewardes which in another world are reserued for good or guiltie soules Moreouer the operation of the Vnderstanding speculatiue which is the working of one only power is commodiously figured vnto vs by the action of one alone but the Operation Politicall which proceedeth together from the other powers of the minde which are as citizens vnited in one common-wealth cannot so commodiously be shadowed of Action wherein many together and to one end working doe not concurre To these reasons and to these examples I hauing regarde haue made the Allegorie of my Poem such as now shall be manifested The Army compounded of diuers Princes and of other Christian souldiers signifieth Man compounded of soule and bodie and of a soule not simple but diuided into many and diuers powers Ierusalem the strong citie placed in a rough and hilly countrey whereunto as to the last ende are directed all the enterprises of the faithfull armie doth here signifie the Ciuill happines which may come to a Christian man as hereafter shall be declared which is a good verie difficult to attaine vnto and situated vpon the top of the Alpine and wearisome hill of virtue and vnto this are turned as vnto the last marke all the Actions of the politicke man Godfrey which of all the assembly is chosen Chieftaine stands for Vnderstanding particularly for that vnderstanding which considereth not the things necessarie but the mutable and which may diuersly happen those by the wil of God And of Princes he is chose Captaine of this enterprise because vnderstanding is of God and of Nature made Lord ouer the other virtues of the soule and bodie and commaunds these one with ciuill power the other with roiall command Rinaldo Tancredie and the other Princes are in liew of the other powers of the soule and the Bodie here becomes notified by the souldiers lesse noble And because that through the imperfection of humaine nature and by the deceits of his enemy man attaines not this felicitie without many inward difficulties and without finding by the way many outward impediments all these are noted vnto vs by Poeticall figures As the death of Syrenus and his companions not being ioined to the campe but slaine farre off may here shew the losses which a ciuill man hath of his friends followers and other externall goods instruments of vertue aids to the attaining of true felicitie The armies of Affricke Asia and vnluckly battels are none other than his enemies his losses and the accidents of contrarie fortune But comming to the inward impediments loue which maketh Tancredie and the
gainst Iuda land to proue He would before this threat'ned tempest fell I should his minde and princely will first tell 65 His minde is this he praies thee be contented To ioy in peace the conquests thou hast got Be not thy death or Sions fall lamented Forbeare this land Iudea trouble not Things done in haste at leasure be repented Withdraw thine armes trust not vncertaine lot For oft we see what least we thinke betide He is thy friend gainst all the world beside 66 True labour in the vineyard of thy Lord Ere prime thou hast th'imposed day-worke donne What armies conquered perisht with thy sword What cities sackt what kingdomes hast thou wonne All eares are maz'de while toongs thine acts record Hands quake for feare all feete for dread doe ronne And though no realmes you may to thraldome bring No higher can your praise your glorie spring 67 Thy sinne is in his Apogaeon placed And when it moueth next must needes descend Chance is vncertaine fortune double faced Smiling at first she frowneth in the end Beware thine honour be not then disgraced Take heed thou marre not when thou think'st to mend For this the follie is of fortunes play Gainst doubtfull certaine much gainst small to lay 68 Yet still we saile while prosp'rous blowes the winde Till on some secret rocke vnwares we light The sea of glorie hath no bankes assignde They who are wont to win in euerie fight Still feed the fire that so enflames thy minde To bring mo nations subiect to thy might This makes thee blessed peace so light to hold Like sommers flies that feare not winters cold 69 They bid thee follow on the path now made So plaine and easie enter fortunes gate Nor in thy scabberd sheath that famous blade Till setled be thy kingdome and estate Till Macons sacred doctrine fall and fade Till wofull Asia all lie desolate Sweet words I grant baits and allurements sweet But greatest hopes oft greatest crosses meet 70 For if thy courage doe not blinde thine eies If cloudes of furie hide not reasons beames Then maist thou see this desp'rate enterpries The field of death watred with dangers streames High state the bed is where misfortune lies Mars most vnfriendly when most kind he seames Who climeth hie on earth he hardest lights And lowest falles attend the highest flights 71 Tell me if great in counsell armes and gold The Prince of Egypt war gainst you prepare What if the valiant Turkes and Persians bold Vnite their forces with Cassanâ—es haire O then what marble pillar shall vphold The falling trophies of your conquests faire Trust you the monarch of the Greekish land That reed will breake and breaking wound your hand 72 The Greekish faith is like that halfe cut tree By which men take wilde Elephants in Inde A thousand times it hath beguiled thee As firme as waues in seas or leaues in winde Will they who earst denide you passage free Passage to all men free by vse and kinde Fight for your sake or on them doe you trust To spend their blood that could fearce spare their dust 73 But all your hope and trust perchance is laid In these strong troopes which thee enuiron round Yet foes vnite are not so soone dismaid As when their strength you earst diuided found Besides each howre thy bands are weaker maid With hunger slaughter lodging on cold ground Meane-while the Turkes seeke succours from our king Thus fade thy helps and thus thy cumbers spring 74 Suppose no weapon can thy valours pride Subdue that by no force thou maist be wonne Admit no steele can hurt or wound thy side And be it heau'n hath thee such fauout donne Gainst famine yet what shield canst thou prouide What strength resist what sleight her wrath can shonne Goe shake thy speare and draw thy flaming blade And trie if hunger so be weaker made 75 Th' inhabitants each pasture and each plaine Destroied haue each field to waste is lade In fensed towres bestowed is their graine Before thou cam'st this kingdome to inuade These horse and foote how canst thou then sustaine Whence comes thy store whence thy prouision made Thy ships to bring it are perchance assignde O that you liue so long as please the winde 76 Perhaps thy fortune doth controull the winde Doth loose or binde their blastes in secret caue The sea pardie cruell and deafe by kinde Will heare thy call and still her raging waue But if our armed gallies be assignde To aide those ships which Turks and Persians haue Say then what hope is left thy slender fleet Dare flockes of crowes a flight of Eagles meet 77 My Lord a double conquest must you make If you atchieue renowne by this empries For if our fleet your nauie chase or take For want of victails all your campe then dies Or if by land the field you once forsake Then vaine by sea were hope of victories Nor could your ships restore your lost estate For steed once stolne we shut the doore too late 78 In this estate if thou esteemest light The profred kindnesse of th' Egyptian king Then giue me leaue to say this ouersight Beseemes thee not in whom such vertues spring But heau'ns vouchsafe to guide thy minde aright To gentle thoughts that peace and quiet bring So that poore Asia her complaints may ceace And you enioy your conquest got in peace 79 Nor ye that part in these aduentures haue Part in his glorie partners in his harmes Let not blinde fortune so your mindes desaue To stir him more to trie these fierce alarmes But like the failer scaped from the waue From further perill that his person armes By staying safe at home so stay you all Better fit still men say than rise to fall 80 This said Aletes and a murmur rose That shew'd dislike among the Christian Peares Their angrie gestures with mislike disclose How much his speech offends their noble eares Lord Godfreyes eie three times enuiron goes To view what count'nance euerie warriour beares And lastly on th' Egyptian Baron staid To whom the Duke thus for his answer said 81 Ambassador full both of threates and praise Thy doubtfull message hast thou wisely told And if thy soueraigne loue vs as he saies Tell him he sowes to reape an hundreth fold But where thy talke the comming storme displaies Of threat'ned warfare from the Pagans bold To that I answer as my custome is In plainest phrase least mine intent thou mis. 82 Know that till now we suffred haue much paine By lands and seas where stormes and tempests fall To make the passage easie safe and plaine That leades vs to this venerable wall That so we might reward from heau'n obtaine And free this towne from being longer thrall Nor is it greeuous to so good an end Our honours kingdoms liues and goods to spend 83 Not hope of praise nor thirst of worldly good Entised vs to follow this emprise The heau'nly father keepe his sacred brood From foule infection of
ire and courage to prouoke 11 But now to visit Egypts mighty king Vnlesse my iudgement faile you are prepar'd I prophesie about a needlesse thing You suffer shall a voiage long and hard For though you stay the monarch great will bring His new assembled host to Iuda ward No place of seruice there no cause of fight Nor gainst our foes to vse your force and might 12 But if you follow me within this wall With Christian armes hemm'd in on euery side Withouten battaile fight or stroke at all Eu'n at noone day I will you safely guide Where you delight reioice and glorie shall In perils great to see your prowesse tride That noble towne you may preserue and shield Till Egypts host come to renue the field 13 While thus he parled of this aged guest The Turke the words and lookes did both admire And from his hartie eies and furious brest He laid apart his pride his rage and ire And humbly said I willing am and prest To follow where thou leadest reuerend fire And that aduise best fits my angrie vaine That tels of greatest perill greatest paine 14 The old man prais'd his words and for the aire His late receiued wounds to worse disposes A quintessence therein he powred faire That stops the bleeding and incision closes Beholding than before Apolloes chaire How fresh Aurora violets straw'd and roses Its time he saies to wend for Titan bright To wonted labour sommons euery wight 15 And to a chariot that beside did stand Ascended he and with him Soliman He tooke the raines and with a maistring hand Ruled his steades and whipt them now and than The wheeles or horses feet vpon the land Had left no signe nor token where they ran The coursers pant and smoke with lukewarme sweat And foming creame their iron mouthfuls eat 16 The aire about them round a wondrous thing It selfe on heapes in solid thicknes drew The chariot hiding and enuironing The subtile mist no mortall eie could vew And yet no stone from engin cast or sling Could pearse the cloud it was of proofe so trew Yet seene it was to them within which ride And heau'n and earth without all cleere beside 17 His beetle browes the Turke amazed bent He wrinkled vp his front and wildly stared Vpon the cloud and chariot as it went For speed to Cinthias carre right well compared The other seeing his astonishment How he bewondred was and how he fared All sodainly by name the Prince gan call By which awaked thus he spoke withall 18 Who ere thou art aboue all worldly wit That hast these high and wondrous maruailes wrought And know'st the deepe intents which hidden sit In secret closet of mans priuate thought If in thy skilfull hart this lore be writ To tell th' euent of things to end vnbrought Then say what issue and what end the starres Allot to Asias troubles broiles and warres 19 But tell me first thy name and by what art Thou dost these wonders strange aboue our skill For full of maruaile is my troubled hart Tell then and leaue me not amazed still The wisard smil'd and answ'red in some part Easie it is to satisfie thy will Ismen I hight call'd an enchanter great Such skill haue I in magikes secret feat 20 But that I should the sure euents vnfold Of things to come or destinies foretell Too rash is your desire your wish too bold To mortall hart such knowledge neuer fell Our wit and strength on vs bestow'd I hold To shunne th'euils and harmes mongst which we dwell They make their fortune who are stout and wise Wit rules the heau'ns discretion guides the skies 21 That puissant arme of thine that well can rend From Godfreys brow the new vsurped crowne And not alone protect saue and defend From his fierce people this besieged towne Gainst fire and sword with strength and courage bend Aduenture suffer trust tread perils downe And to content and to encourage thee Know this which I as in a cloud foresee 22 I guesse before the ouer-gliding sonne Shall many yeeres meet out by weekes and daies A Prince that shall in fertill Egypt wonne Shall fill all Asia with his prosp'rous fraies I speake not of his actes in quiet donne His policie his rule his wisdomes praise Let this suffice by him these Christians shall In fight subdued flie and conquered fall 23 And their great empire and vsurped state Shall ouerthrowne in dust and ashes lie Their wofull remnant in an angle strate Compast with sea themselues shall fortifie From thee shall spring this Lord of war and fate Whereto great Soliman gan thus replie O happie man to so great praise ibore Thus he reiois'd but yet enuied more 24 And said let chance with good or bad aspect Vpon me looke as sacred heau'ns decree This hart to her I neuer will subiect Nor euer conqu'red shall she looke on mee The moone her chariot shall awrie direct Ere from this course I will diuerted bee While thus he spake it seem'd he breathed fire So fierce his courage was so hot his ire 25 Thus talked they till they arriued beene Nie to the place where Godfreys tents were reared There was a wofull spectacle iseene Death in a thousand ougly formes appeared The Soldan changed hew for greefe and teene On that sad booke his shame and losse he leared Ah with what griefe his men his friends he found And standards proud inglorious lie on ground 26 And saw on visage of some well knowne frend In foule despite a rascall French man tread And there another ragged peasant rend The armes and garments from some champion dead And there with stately pompe by heapes they wend And Christians slaine rolle vp in webs of lead Lastly the Turks and slaine Arabians brought On heapes he saw them burne with fire to nought 27 Deepely he sighed and with naked sword Out of the coach he leaped in the mire But Ismen call'd againe the angrie Lord And with graue words appeas'd his foolish ire The Prince content remounted at his word Towards a hill on droue the aged sire And hasting forward vp the banke they passe Till far behinde the Christian leaguer was 28 There they alight and tooke their way on fout The emptie chariot vanisht out of sight Yet still the cloud enuiron'd them about At their left hand downe went they from the hight Of Sions hill till they approcht the rout On that side where to west he looketh right There Ismen staied and his eie-sight bent Vpon the bushie rocks and thither went 29 A hollow caue was in the craggie stone Wrought out by hand a number yeeres to fore And for of long that way had walked none The vault was hid with plants and bushes hore The wisard stooping in thereat to gone The thornes aside and scratching brambles bore His right hand sought the passage through the cleft And for his guide he gaue the Prince his left 30 What quoth the Soldan by what priuie mine What hidden vault
So many shieldes they cleft and helmes they brake So many ladders to the earth they threw That well they seem'd a mount thereof to make Or else some vamure fit to saue the towne In stead of that the Christians late bet downe 65 The folke that stroue with rage and haste before Who first the wall and rampire should ascend Retire and for that honour striue no more Scantly they could their limmes and liues defend They fled their engins lost the Pagans tore In peeces small their rams to nought they rend And all vnfit for further seruice make With so great force and rage their beames they brake 66 The Pagans ran transported with their ire Now heere now there and wofull slaughters wrought At last they called for deuouring fire Two burning pines against the towre they brought So from the pallace of their hellish Sire When all this world they would consume to nought The furie sisters come with fire in hands Shaking their snakie lockes and sparkling brands 67 But noble Tancred who this while applied Graue exhortations to his bould Latines When of these knights the wondrous acts he spied And sawe the champions with their burning pines He left his talke and thither foorthwith hied To stop the rage of those fell Saracines And with such force the fight he there renewed That now they fled and lost who late pursewed 68 Thus chang'd the state and fortune of the fray Meane-while the wounded Duke in griefe and teene Within his great pauilion rich and gay Good Sigiere and Baldwine stood betweene His other friends whom his mishap dismay With griefe and teares about assembled beene He stroue in haste the weapon out to winde And broke the reed but left the head behinde 69 He bod them take the speediest way they might Of that vnluckie hurt to make him sound And to lay ope the depth thereof to sight He will'd them open search and launce the wound Send me againe quoth he to end this fight Before the sunne be sunken vnder ground And leaning on a broken speare he thrust His leg straight out to him that cure it must 70 Erotimus borne on the banks of Poe Was he that vndertooke to cure the knight All what greene herbes or waters pure could doe He knew their powre their vertue and their might A noble poët was the man also But in this scilence had a more delight He could restore to health death wounded men And make their names immortall with his pen. 71 The mightie Duke yet neuer changed cheare But greeu'd to see his friends lamenting stand The leach prepar'd his clothes and clensing geare And with a belt his gowne about him band Now with his herbes the steelie head to teare Out of the flesh he prou'd now with his hand Now with his hand now with his instrument He shakt and pluckt it yet not forth it went 72 His labour vaine his art preuailed nought His lucke was ill although his skill were good To such extremes the wounded Prince he brought That with fell paine he swouned as he stood But th'angell pure that kept him went and sought Diuine Dictamnum out of Ida wood This herbe is rough and beares a purple flowre And in his budding leaues lies all his powre 73 Kinde nature first vpon the craggie clift Bewrai'd this herbe vnto the mountaine goate That when her sides a cruell shaft hath rift With it she shakes the reed out of her cote This in a moment fetcht the angell swift And brought from Ida hill though far remote The ruice whereof in a prepared bath Vnseene the blessed spirit powred hath 74 Pure Nectar from that spring of Lidia than And Panaces diuine therein he threw The cunning leach to bathe the wound began And of it selfe the steelie head out flew The bleeding stancht no vermile drop out-ran The leg againe waxt strong with vigor new Erotimus cride out this hurt and wound No humane art or hand so soone makes sound 75 Some angell good I thinke come downe from skies Thy surgeon is for here plaine tokens ar Of grace diuine which to thy helpe applies Thy weapon take and haste againe to war In pretious clothes his leg the chieftaine ties Nought could the man from blood and fight debar A sturdie lance in his right hand he braced His shield he tooke and on his helmet laced 76 And with a thousand knights and Barons bold Towards the towne he hasted from his campe In cloudes of dust was Titans face enrold Trembled the earth whereon the worthies stampe His foes far off his dreadfull lookes behold Which in their harts of courage quencht the lampe A chilling feare ran cold through euery vaine Lord Godfrey showted thrice and all his traine 77 Their soueraignes voice his hardie people knew And his lowd cries that chear'd each fearfull hart Thereat new strength they tooke and courage new And to the fierce assault againe they start The Pagans twaine this while themselues withdrew Within the breach to saue that battred part And with great losse a skirmish hot they hold Against Tancredie and his squadron bold 78 Thither came Godfrey armed round about In trustie plate with fierce and dreadfull looke At first approch against Argantes stout Headed with poinant steele a lance he shooke No casting engin with such force throwes out A knottie speare and as the way it tooke It whistled in the aire the fearelesse knight Oppos'd his shield against that weapons might 79 The dreadfull blow quite through his target droue And bored through his brestplate strong and thicke The tender skin it in his bosome roue The purple bloud outstreamed from the quicke To wrest it out the wounded Pagan stroue And little leasure gaue it there to sticke At Godfreys head the launce againe he cast And said lo there againe thy dart thou hast 80 The speare flew backe the way it lately came And would reuenge the harme it selfe had done But mist the marke whereat the man did ame He stept aside the furious blow to shunne But Sigiere in his throate receau'd the same The murdring weapon at his necke outrunne Nor ought it greeu'd the man to loose his breath Since in his Princes stead he suffred death 81 Eu'n then the Souldan strooke with monstrous maine The noble leader of the Norman band He reeld a while and staggred with the paine And wheeling round fell groueling on the sand Godfrey no longer could the greefe sustaine Of these displeasures but with flaming brand Vp to the breach in heat and hast he goes And hand to hand there combats with his foes 82 And there great wonders surely wrought he had Mortall the fight and fierce had beene the fray But that darke night from her pauilion sad Her cloudy wings did on the earth display Her quiet shades she interposed glad To cause the knights their armes aside to lay Godfrey withdrew and to their tents they wend And thus this bloudie day was brought to end 83 The weake and wounded ere he
tell Those idle names of his vaine pedegree Then let him say if thee he would excell What lands what realmes his tributaries bee If his forefathers in the graues that dwell Were honored like thine that liue let see Oh how dares one so meane aspire so hie Borne in that seruile countrie Italie 20 Now if he win or if he lose the day Yet is his praise and glorie hence deriued For that the world will to his credit say Loe this is he that with Gernando striued The charge some-deale thee haply honour may That noble Dudon had while here he liued But laid on him he would the office shame Let it suffice he durst desire the same 21 If when this breath from mans fraile bodie flies The soule take keepe or know the things done heare Oh! how lookes Dudon from the glorious skies What wrath what anger in his face appeare On this proud yongling while he bends his eies Marking how high he doth his feathers reare Seeing his rash attempt how soone he dare Though but a boy with his great worth compare 22 He dares not only but he striues and proues Where chastisement were fit there winnes he praise One counsels him his speech him forward moues Another foole approueth all he saies If Godfrey fauour him more than behoues Why then he wrongeth thee an hundreth waies Nor let thy state so far disgraced bee But what thou art and canst let Godfrey see 23 With such false words the kindled fire began To euerie vaine his pois'ned heat to reach It swell'd his scornefull hart and forth it ran At this proud lookes and to audacious speach All that he thought blame-worthie in the man To his disgrace that would he each-where preach He term'd him proud and vaine his worth in fight He call'd foole-hardice rashnes madnes right 24 All that in him was rare or excellent All that was good all that was princely found With such sharpe words as malice could inuent He blam'd such powre hath wicked tongue to wound The youth for euerie where those rumours went Of these reproches heard sometimes the sound Nor did for that his tongue the fault amend Vntill it brought him to his wofull end 25 The cursed feend that set his tongue at large Still bred moe fancies in his idle braine His hart with slanders new did ouercharge And soothed him still in his angrie vaine Amid the campe a place was broad and large Where one faire regiment might easly traine And there in Tilt and harmlesse Turnament Their daies of rest the youthes and gallants spent 26 There as his fortune would it should betide Amid the prease Gernando gan retire To vomit out his venome vnespide Wherewith foule enuie did his hart inspire Rinaldo heard him as he stood beside And as he could not bridle wrath and ire Thou liest cride he lowd and with that word About his head he tost his flaming sword 27 Thunder his voice and lightning seem'd his brand So fell his looke and furious was his cheare Gernando trembled for he saw at hand Pale death and neither helpe nor comfort neare Yet for the soldiers all to witnes stand He made proud signe as though he nought did feare But brauely drew his little helping blade And valiant shew of strong resistance made 28 With that a thousand blades of burnisht steele Glistred on heapes like flames of fire in sight Hundreds that knew not yet the quarell wee le Ranne thither some to gaze and some to fight The emptie aire a sound confus'd did feele Of murmurs low and outcries lowd on hight Like rolling waues and Boreas angrie blasts When roaring seas against the rocks he casts 29 But not for this the wronged warrior staid His iust displeasure and incensed ire He car'd not what the vulgar did or said To vengeance did his courage fierce aspire Among the thickest weapons way he maid His thundring sword made all on heapes retire So that of nere a thousand staid not one But prince Gernando bore the brunt alone 30 His hand too quicke to execute his wrath Performed all as pleas'd his eie and hart At head and brest oft times he strooken hath Now at the right now at the other part On euerie side thus did he harme and scath And oft beguil'd his sight with nimble art That no defence the Prince of wounds acquits Where least he thinkes or feares there most he hits 31 Nor ceased he till in Gernandos brest He sheathed once or twise his furious blade Downe fell the haplesse Prince with death opprest A double way to his weake soule was made His bloodie sword the victor wipte and drest Nor longer by the slaughtred bodie staide But sped him thence and soone appeased hath His hate his ire his rancour and his wrath 32 Call'd by the tumult Godfrey drew him neare And there beheld a sad and rufull sight The signes of death vpon his face appeare With dust and blood his locks were loathly dight Sighes and complaints on each side might he heare Made for the sudden death of that great knight Amaz'd he askt who durst and did so much For yet he knew not whom the fault would tuch 33 Arnoldo minion of the Prince thus slaine Augments the fault in telling it and saith This Prince is murdred for a quarrell vaine By yong Rinaldo in his desp'rate wraith And with that sword that should Christs law maintaine One of Christs champions bold he killed haith And this he did in such a place and howre As if he scorn'd your rule despis'd your powre 34 And further ads that he deserued death By law and law should be inuiolate That none offence could greater be vneath And yet the place the fault did aggrauate If he escapte that mischiefe would take breath And flourish bold in spite of rule and state And that Gernandos friends would venge the wrong Although to iustice that should first belong 35 And by that meanes should discord hate and strife Raise mutinies and what thereof ensu'th Lastly he prais'd the dead and still had rife All words he thought could veng'ance moue or ruth Against him Taucred argued for life With honest reasons to excuse the yuth The Duke heard all but with such sober cheare As banisht hope and still encreased feare 36 Graue Prince quoth Tancred set before thine eies Rinaldos worth and courage what it is How much our hope of conquest in him lies Regard that princely house and race of his He that correcteth euerie fault he spies And iudgeth all alike doth all amis For faultes you know are greater thought or lesse As is the persons selfe that doth transgresse 37 Godfredo answer'd him if high and low Of soueraigne powre alike should feele the stroke Than Tancred ill you counsell vs I trow If Lords should know no law as earst you spoke How vile and base our empire were you know If none but slaues and peasants beare the yoke Weake is the scepter and the powre is small That such prouisoes brings
neuer knots of loue more surer knit 58 Her bodie free captiued was her hart And loue the keies did of that prison beare Prepar'd to goe it was a death to part From that kinde Lord and from that prison deare But thou O honour which esteemed art The chiefest vesture noble Ladies weare Enforcest her against her will to wend To Aladine her mothers dearest frend 59 At Sion was this princesse entertained By that old tyrant and her mother deare Whose losse too soone the wofull damsell plained Her griéfe was such she liu'd not halfe the yeare Yet banishment nor losse of friends constrained The haplesse maid her passions to forbeare For though exceeding were her woe and griefe Of all her sorrowes yet her loue was chiefe 60 The seelie maide in secret longing pined Her hope a mote drawne vp by Phebus raies Her loue a mountaine seem'd whereon bright shined Fresh memorie of Tancreds worth and praise Within her closet if her selfe she shrined A hotter fire her tender hart assaies Taucred at last to raise her hope nigh dead Before those wals did his broad ensigne spread 61 The rest to vew the Christian armie feared Such seem'd their number such their powre and might But she alone her troubled forehead cleared And on them spred her beautie shining bright In euerie squadron when it first appeared Her curious eie sought out her chosen knight And euerie gallant that the rest excels The same seemes him so loue and fancie tels 62 Within the kingly pallace builded hie A turret standeth neere the cities wall From which Erminia might at ease descrie The westren host the plaines and mountaines all And there she stood all the long day to spie From Phebus rising to his euening fall And with her thoughts disputed of his praise And euerie thought a scalding sigh did raise 63 From hence the furious combat she suruaid And felt her hart tremble with fear and paine Her secret thought thus to her fancie said Behold thy deere in danger to be slaine So with suspect with feare and griefe dismaid Attended she her darlings losse or gaine And euer when the Pagan lift his blade The stroke a wound in her weake bosome made 64 But when she saw the end and wist withall Their strong contention should eftsoones begin Amasement strange her courage did appall Her vitall blood was icie cold within Sometimes she sighed sometimes teares let fall To witnes what distresse her hart was in Hopelesse dismai'd pale sad astonished Her loue her feare her feare her torment bred 65 Her idle braine vnto her soule presented Death in an hundred vglie fashions painted And if she slept then was her greefe augmented With such sad visions were her thoughts acquainted She saw her Lord with wounds and hurts tormented How he complain'd call'd for her helpe and fainted And found awakt from that vnquiet sleeping Her hart with panting sore eics red with weeping 66 Yet these presages of his comming ill Not greatest cause of her discomfort weare She saw his blood from his deepe wounds distill Nor what he suffred could she bide or beare Besides report her longing eare did fill Doubling his danger doubling so her feare That she concludes so was her courage lost Her wounded Lord was weake faint dead almost 67 And for her mother had her taught before The secret vertue of each herbe that springs Besides fit charmes for euerie wound or sore Corruption breedeth or misfortune brings An art esteemed in those times of yore Beseeming daughters of great Lords and kings She would her selfe be surgeon to her knight And heale him with her skill or with her sight 68 Thus would she cure her loue and cure her foe She must that had her friends and kinsfolke slaine Some cursed weedes her cunning hand did knoe That could augment his harme encrease his paine But she abhorr'd to be reuenged soe No treason should her spotlesse person staine And vertuelesse she wisht all herbes and charmes Wherewith false men encrease their patients harmes 69 Nor feared she among the bands to stray Of armed men for often had she seene The tragike end of many a bloodie fray Her life had full of haps and hazards beene This made her bold in euerie hard assay More than her feeble sexe became I weene She feared not the shake of euerie reed So cowards are couragious made through need 70 Loue fearelesse hardie and audacious loue Embold'ned had this tender damsell so That where wilde beasts and serpents glide and moue Through Afrikes desarts durst she ride or goe Saue that her honour she esteem'd aboue Her life and bodies safetie told her noe For in the seeret of her troubled thought A doubtfull combat loue and honour fought 71 O spotlesse virgin honour thus begonne That my true lore obserued firmely hast When with thy foes thou didst in bondage wonne Remember then I kept thee pure and chast At libertie now whither wouldst thou ronne To lay that field of princely vertue waste Or lose that iewell Ladies hold so deare Is maidenhood so great a load to beare 72 Or deem'st thou it a praise of little prise The glorious title of a virgins name That thou wilt gad by night in giglet wise Amid thine armed foes to seeke thy shame O foole a woman conquers when she flies Refusall kindleth profers quench the flame Thy Lord will iudge thou sinnest beyond measure If vainly thus thou waste so rich a treasure 73 The slie deceiuer Cupid thus beguild The simple damsell with his filed tong Thou wert not borne quoth he in desarts wilde The cruell beares and sauage beastes among That thou shouldst scorne faire Cithereas childe Or hate those pleasures that to youth belong Nor did the gods thy hart of iron frame To be in loue is neither sinne nor shame 74 Goe then goe whither sweet desire inuiteth How can thy gentle knight so cruell bee Loue in his hart thy greefes and sorrowes writeth For thy laments how he complaineth see Oh cruell woman whom no care exciteth To saue his life that sau'd and honour'd thee He languisheth one foote thou wilt not moue To succour him yet saist thou art in loue 75 No no stay here Argantes wounds to cure And make him strong to shed thy darlings blood Of such reward he may himselfe assure That doth a thanklesse woman so much good Ah may it be thy patience can endure To see the strength of this Circassion wood And not with horror and amazement shrinke When on their future fight thou hapst to thinke 76 Besides the thanks and praises for the deed Suppose what ioy what comfort shalt thou winne When thy soft hand doth wholsome plaisters spreed Vpon the breaches in his iuorie skinne Thence to thy deerest Lord may health succeed Strength to his lims blood to his cheekes so thinne And his rare beauties now halfe dead and more Thou maist to him him to thy selfe restore 77 So shall some part of his aduentures bold And valiant actes henceforth be held
full of wonder and of feare we seame And with an irefull looke the angrie maid Thus threat'ned vs and made vs thus affraid 68 You see quoth she my sacred might and skill How you are subiect to my rule and powre In endlesse thraldome damned if I will I can torment and keepe you in this towre Or make you birdes or trees on craggie hill To bide the bitter blastes of storme and showre Or harden you to rocks on mountaines old Or melt your flesh and bones to riuers cold 69 Yet may you well auoid mine ire and wraith If to my will your yeelding harts you bend You must forsake your Christendome and faith And gainst Godfredo false my crowne defend We all refus'd for speedie death each prai'th Saue false Rambaldo he became her frend We in a dungeon deepe were helplesse cast In miserie and iron chained fast 70 Then for alone they say falles no mishap Within short while Prince Tancred thither came And was vnwares surprised in the trap But there short while we staid the wilie dame In other foldes our mischiefes would vpwrap From Hidraort an hundreth horsemen came Whose guide a Baron bold to Egypts king Should vs disarm'd and bound in fetters bring 71 Now on our way the way to death we ride But prouidence diuine thus for vs wrought Rinaldo whose high vertue is his guide To great exploits exceeding humane thought Met vs and all at once our garde defide And ere he left the fight to earth them brought And in their harnesse arm'd vs in the place Which late were ours before our late disgrace 72 I and all these the hardie champion knew We saw his valour and his voice we hard Then is the rumor of his death vntrew His life is safe good fortune long it gard Three times the golden sunne hath risen new Since vs he left and rode to Antioch ward But first his armours broken hackt and cleft Vnfit for seruice there he doft and left 73 Thus spake the Briton prince with humble cheare The Hermit sage to heau'n cast vp his eine His colour and his count'nance changed weare With heauenly grace his lookes and visage shine Rauisht with zeale his soule approched neare The seat of angels pure and saints diuine And there he learnd of things and haps to come To giue foreknowledge true and certaine dome 74 At last he spoke in more then humane sound And told what things his wisedome great foresaw And at his thundring voice the folke around Attentiue stood with trembling and with awe Rinaldo liues he said the tokens found From womens craft their false beginnings draw He liues and heau'n will long preserue his daies To greater glorie and to greater praise 75 These are but trifles yet though Asias kings Shrinke at his name and tremble at his vew I well foresee he shall do greater things And wicked emprours conquer and subdew Vnder the shadow of his eagles wings Shall holie church preserue hir sacred crew From Caesars bird he shall the sable traine Plucke off and breake her talons sharpe in twaine 76 His childrens children at his hardinesse And great attempts shall take ensample faire From emperours vniust in all distresse They shall defend the state of Peters chaire To raise the humble vp pride to suppresse To helpe the innocents shall be their caire This bird of East shall flie with conquest great As farre as moone giues light or sunne giues heat 77 Her eies behold the truth and purest light And thunders downe in Peters aide shee brings And where for Christ and christian faith men fight There foorth shee spreadeth hir victorious wings This vertue Nature giues hir and this might Then lure her home for on her presence hings The happie end of this great enterpries So heau'n decrees and so command the skies 78 These words of his of Prince Rinaldoes death Out of their troubled harts the feare had raced In all this ioy yet Godfrey smil'd vneath In his wise thought such care and heed was placed But now from deepes of regions vnderneath Nights vaile arose and sunnes bright luster chaced When all full sweetly in their cabbins slept Saue he whose thoughts his eies still open kept The eleuenth Booke of Godfrey of Bulloigne The argument With graue procession songs and psalmes deuout Heau'ns sacred aide the Christian Lords inuoke That done they soale the wall which kept them out The fort is almost wonne the gates nie broke Godfrey is wounded by Clorinda stout And lost is that daies conquest by the stroke The Angell cures him he returnes to fight But lost his labour for day lost his light 1 THe Christian armies great and puissant guide T' assault the towne that all his thoughts had bent Did ladders rammes and engins huge prouide When reuerent Peter to him grauely went And drawing him with sober grace aside With words seuere thus told his high intent Right wel my Lord these earthly strengthes you moue But let vs first begin from heau'n aboue 2 With publike praier zeale and faith deuout The aide assistance and the helpe obtaine Of all the blessed of the heau'nly root With whose support you conquest sure may gaine First let the priestes before thine armies stout With sacred hymnes their holy voices straine And thou and all thy Lords and peeres with thee Of godlinesse and faith ensamples bee 3 Thus spake the hermit graue in words seueare Godfrey allow'd his counsell sage and wise Of Christ the Lord quoth he thou seruant deare I yeeld to follow thy diuine aduise And while the Princes I assemble heare The great procession songs and sacrifice With Bishop William thou and Ademare With sacred and with solemne pompe prepare 4 Next morne the Bishops twaine the heremite And all the clarks and priests of lesse estate Did in the middest of the campe vnite Within a place for praier consecrate Each priest adorn'd was in a surplesse white The Bishops dond their albes and copes of state Aboue their rockets button'd faire before And miters on their heads like crownes they wore 5 Peter alone before spred to the winde The glorious signe of our saluation great With easie pace the quire come all behinde And hymnes and psalmes in order true repeat With sweet respondence in harmonious kinde Their humble song the yeelding aire doth beat Lastly together went the reuerend pare Of prelates sage William and Ademare 6 The mighty Duke came next as Princes do Without companion marching all alone The Lords and captaines came by two and two The soldiers for their garde were arm'd each one With easie pace thus ordred passing throw The trench and rampire to the fields they gone No thundring drum no trumpet shrill they heate Their godly musicke psalmes and praiers weare 7 To thee O Father Sonne and sacred Spright One true eternall euerlasting king To Christes deere mother Marie virgin bright Psalmes of thankes giuing and of praise they sing To them that angels downe from heau'n to fight Gainst the
know as one That from her breast her secret thoughts could straine Of little faith quoth he why wouldst thou hide Those causes true from me thy squire and guide 91 With that she fecht a sigh sad sore and deepe And from her lips her words slow trembling came Fruitlesse she said vntimely hard to keepe Vaine modestie farewell and farewell shame Why hope you restlesse loue to bring on sleepe Why striue your fires to quench sweete Cupids flame No no such cares and such respects beseeme Great Ladies wandring maides them nought esteeme 92 That night fatall to me and Antioch towne Then made a praie to her commaunding foe My losse was greater than was seene or knowne There ended not but thence began my woe Light was the losse of friends of Realme or crowne But with my state I lost my selfe alsoe Nere to be found againe for then I lost My wit my sense my hart my soule almost 93 Through fire and sword through blood and death Vafrine Which all my friends did burne did kill did chace Thou know'st I ronne to thy deere Lord and mine When first he entred had my fathers place And kneeling with salt teares in my swolne eine Great Prince quoth I grant mercie pitie grace Saue not my kingdome not my life I saide But saue mine honour let me die a maide 94 He lift me by the trembling hand from ground Nor staide he till my humble speech was donne But said a friend and keeper hast thou found Faire virgin nor to me in vaine you ronne A sweetnesse strange from that sweet voices sound Pierced my hart my brests weake fortresse wonne Which creeping through my bosome soft became A wound a sickenes and a quenchlesse flame 95 He visits me with speeches kinde and graue He sought to ease my griefes and sorrowes smart He said I giue thee libertie recaue All that is thine and at thy will depart Alas he robb'd me when he thought he gaue Free was Erminia but captiu'd her hart Mine was the bodie his the soule and minde He gaue the cage but kept the birde behinde 96 But who can hide desire or loue suppresse Oft of his worth with thee in talke I stroue Thou by my trembling fit that well couldst guesse What feauer held me saidst thou art in loue But I denaid for what can maids doe lesse And yet my sighes thy sayings true did proue In stead of speech my lookes my teares mine eies Told in what flame what fire thy mistresse fries 97 Vnhappie silence well I might haue told My woes and for my harmes haue sought reliefe Since now my paines and plaints I vtter bold Where none that heares can helpe or ease my griefe From him I parted and did close vpfold My wounds within my bosome death was chiefe Of all my hopes and helpes till loues sweet flame Pluckt off the bridle of respect and shame 98 And caus'd me ride to seeke my Lord and knight For he that made me sicke could make me sound But on an ambush I mischanst to light Of cruell men in armour clothed round Hardly I scapt their hands by mature flight And fled to wildernesse and desart ground And there I liu'd in groues and forrests wilde With gentle groomes and shepheards daughters milde 99 But when hot loue which feare had late supprest Reuiu'd againe there nould I longer sit But rode the way I came nor ere tooke rest Till on like danger like mishap I hit A troupe to forrage and to spoile addrest Encountred me nor could I flie from it Thus was I tane and those that had me cought Egyptians were and me to Gaza brought 100 And for a present to their captaine gaue Whom I entreated and besought so well That he mine honour had great care to saue And since with faire Armida let me dwell Thus taken oft escaped oft I haue Ah see what haps I past what dangers fell So often captiue free so oft againe Still my first bandes I keepe still my first chaine 101 And he that did this chaine so surely binde About my hart which none can loose but hee Let him not say goe wandring damsell finde Some other home thou shalt not bide with mee But let him welcome me with speeches kinde And in my wonted prison set me free Thus spake the Princesse thus she and her guide Talkt day and night and on their iourney ride 102 Through the high waies Vafrino would not pas A path more secret safe and short he knew And now close by the cities wall he was When sunne was set night in the East vpflew With drops of blood besmeerd he found the gras And saw where lay a warriour murdred new That all bebled the ground his face to skies He turnes and seemes to threat though dead he lies 103 His harnesse and his habit both bewraid He was a Pagan forward went the squire And saw whereas another champion laid Dead on the land all soild with blood and mire This was some Christian knight Vafrino said And marking well his armes and ritch attire He loos'd his helme and saw his visage plaine And cride alas here lies Tancredie slaine 104 The woefull virgin tarried and gaue heed To the fierce lookes of that proud Saracine Till that high crie full of sad feare and dreed Pierst through her hart with sorrow griefe and pine At Tancreds name thither she ranne with speed Like one halfe mad or drunke with too much wine And when she sawe his face pale bloodlesse dead She lighted nay she tumbled from her stead 105 Her springs of teares she looseth foorth and cries Hither why bringst thou me ah fortune blinde Where dead for whom I liu'd my comfort lies Where warre for peace trauell for rest I finde Tancred I haue thee see thee yet thine eies Lookte not vpon thy loue and handmaide kinde Vndoe their doores their lids fast closed seuer Alas I finde thee for to lose thee euer 106 I neuer thought that to mine eies my deare Thou could'st haue greeuous or vnpleasant beene But now would blinde or rather dead I weare That thy sad plight might be vnknowne vnseene Alas where is thy mirth and smiling cheare Where are thine eies cleere beames and sparkles sheene Of thy faire cheeke where is the purple read And foreheads whitnes are all gone all dead 107 Though gone though dead I loue thee still behold Death wounds but kils not loue yet if thou liue Sweete soule still in his brest my follies bold Ah pardon loues desires and stealthes forgiue Grant me from his pale mouth some kisses cold Since death doth loue of iust reward depriue And of thy spoiles sad death affoord me this Let me his mouth pale cold and bloodlesse kis 108 O gentle mouth with speeches kinde and sweete Thou didst relieue my griefe my woe and paine Ere my weake soule from this fraile bodie fleete Ah comfort me with one deare kisse or twaine Perchance if we aliue had hapt to meete They had beene giu'n which now are
him vnused rare and strange But so doth heau'n mens harts turne alter change 105 As when the sicke or frantike men oft dreame In their vnquiet sleepe and slumber short And thinke they ronne some speedie course and seame To mooue their legs and feete in hastie sort Yet feele their limmes farre slower than the streame Of their vaine thoughts that beares them in this sport And oft would speake would crie would call or shout Yet neither sound nor voice nor word send out 106 So runne to fight the angrie Soldan would And did enforce his strength his might his ire Yet felt not in himselfe his courage ould His woonted force his rage and hot desire His eies that sparkled wrath and furie bould Grew dim and feeble feare had quencht that fire And in his hart an hundreth passions fought Yet not on feare or base retire he thought 107 While vnresolu'd he stood the victor knight Arriu'd and seem'd in quicknesse haste and speed In boldnesse greatnes goodlines and might Aboue all Princes borne of humaine seed The Turke small while resists not death nor fight Made him forget his state or race through dreed He fled no stroakes he fetcht no groane nor sigh Bold were his motions last proud stately high 108 Now when the Soldan in these battel 's past That Antheus like oft fell oft rose againe Euer more fierce more fell fell downe at last To lie for euer when this Prince was slaine Fortune that seld is stable firme or fast No longer durst resist the Christian traine But rang'd her selfe in row with Godfreics knights With them she serues she ronnes she rides she fights 109 The Pagan troupes the kings owne squadron fled Of all the East the strength the pride the flowre Late call'd immortall now discomfited It lost that title proud and lost all powre To him that with the royall standard fled Thus Emireno said with speeches sowre Art not thou he to whom to beare I gaue My kings great banner and his standard braue 110 This ensigne Rimedon I gaue not thee To be the witnesse of thy feare and flight Coward dost thou thy Lord and Captaine see In battell strong and ronn'st thy selfe from fight What seek'st thou saftie come returne with mee The way to death is path to vertue right Here let him fight that would escape for this The way to honour way to saftie is 111 The man return'd and sweld with scorne and shame The Duke with speeches graue exhorts the rest He threates he strikes sometime till backe they came And rage gainst force despaire gainst death addrest Thus of his broken armies gan he frame A battell now some hope dwelt in his brest But Tisiphernes bold reuiu'd him most Who fought and seem'd to winne when all was lost 112 Wonders that day wrought noble Tisipherne The hardie Normans all he ouerthrew The Flemmings fled before the champion sterne Gernier Rogero Gerard bold he slew His glorious deeds to praise and fame eterne His liues short date prolong'd enlarg'd and drew And then as he that set sweete life at nought The greatest perill danger most he sought 113 He spide Rinaldo and although his feild Of azure purple now and sanguine showes And though the siluer bird amid his sheild Were armed gules yet he the champion knowes And saies here greatest perill is heau'ns yeild Strength to my courage fortune to my blowes That faire Armida her reuenge may see Helpe Macon for his armes I vow to thee 114 Thus praied he but all his vowes were vaine Mahound was deafe or slept in heauens aboue And as a lion strikes him with his traine His natiue wrath to quicken and to moue So he awakte his furie and disdaine And sharpt his courage on the whetstone loue Himselfe he sau'd behinde his mightie targe And forward spurr'd his stead and gaue the charge 115 The Christian saw the hardie warriour come And leaped forth to vndertake the fight The people round about gaue place and rome And wondred on that fierce and cruell sight Some prais'd their strength their skill and courage some Such and so desp'rate blowes strooke either knight That all that saw forgot both ire and strife Their wounds their hurts forgot both death and life 116 One stroke the other did both strike and wound His armes were surer and his strength was more From Tisipherne the blood stream'd downe around His shield was cleft his helme was rent and tore The dame that saw his blood besmeare the ground His armour broke limmes weake wounds deepe and sore And all her garde dead fled and ouerthrowne Thought now her field lay wast her hedge lay downe 117 Enuiron'd with so braue a troupe but late Now stood she in her chariot all alone She feared bondage and her life did hate All hope of conquest and reuenge was gone Halfe mad and halfe amas'd from where she sate She leaped downe and fled from friends and fone On a swift horse she mounts and forth she rides Alone saue for disdaine and loue her guides 118 In daies of old Queene Cleopatra soe Alone fled from the fight and cruell fray Against Augustus great his happie foe Leauing her Lord to losse and sure decay And as that Lord for loue let honour goe Follow'd her flying sailes and lost the day So Tisipherne the faire and fearfull dame Would follow but his foe forbids the same 119 But when the Pagans ioy and comfort fled It seem'd the sunne was set the day was night Gainst the braue Prince with whom he combatted He turn'd and on the forehead stroake the knight When thunders forg'd are in Tiphoius bed Not Brontes hammer falles so swift so right The furious stroake fell on Rinaldoes crest And made him bend his head downe to his brest 120 The champion in his stirrups high vpstart And cleft his hawberke hard and tender side And sheath'd his weapon in the Pagans hart The castle where mans life and soule do bide The cruell sword his brest and hinder part With double wound vnclos'd and op'ned wide And two large doores made for his life and breath Which past and curde hot loue with frosen death 121 This done Rinaldo staid and lookte around Where he should harme his foes or helpe his friends Nor of the Pagans saw he squadron sound Each standard falles ensigne to earth descends His furie quiet than and calme he found There all his wrath his rage and rancour ends He call'd to minde how farre from helpe or aid Armida fled alone amas'd affraid 122 Well sawe he when she fled and with that sight The Prince had pirie curtesie and care He promist her to be her friend and knight When earst he left her in the island bare The way she fled he ranne and road aright Her palfraies feete signes in the grasse out ware But she this while found out an ougly shade Fit place for death where nought could life perswade 123 Well pleased was she with those shadowes browne And yet displeasd with