walles to shake They should no turrets rammes nor engins make 2 From Godfreyes campe a groue a little way Amid the vallies deepe growes out of sight Thicke with old trees whose horrid armes display An ougly shade like euerlasting night There when the sunne spreads forth his clearest ray Dim thicke vncertaine gloomie seemes the light As when in eu'ning day and darknes striue Which should his foe from our horizon driue 3 But when the sunne his chaire in seas doth steepe Night horrour darknes thicke the place inuade Which vaile the mortall eies with blindnes deepe And with sad terrour make weake harts affraide Thither no groome driues forth his tender sheepe To brouze or ease their faint in cooling shade Nor trauellor nor pilgrime there to enter So awfull seemes that forrest old dare venter 4 Vnited there the ghostes and gobblins meet To frolicke with their mates in silent night With dragons wings some cleaue the welkin fleet Some nimbly ronne ore hils and vallies light A wicked troupe that with allurement sweet Drawes sinfull man from that is good and right And there with hellish pompe their bankets brought They solemnise thus the vaine Pagans thought 5 No twist no twig no bough nor branch therefore The Saracines cut from that sacred spring But yet the Christians spared nere the more The trees to earth with cutting steele to bring Thither went Ismen old with tresses hore When night on all this earth spred forth her wing And there in silence deafe and mirksome shade His characters and circles vaine he made 6 He in the circle set one foot vnshod And whispred dreadfull charmes in gastly wise Three times for witchcraft loueth numbers od Toward the east he gaped westward thrise He stroke the earth thrise with his charmed rod Wherewith dead bones he makes from graues to rise And thrise the ground with naked foote he smote And thus he cried lowd with thundring note 7 Heare heare you spirits all that whilome fell Cast downe from heau'n with dint of roaring thunder Heare you amid the emptie aire that dwell And stormes and showres powre on these kingdoms vnder Heare all you deuils that lie in deepest hell And rend with torments damned ghostes asunder And of those lands of death of paine and feare Thou monarch great great Dis great Pluto heare 8 Keepe you this forrest well keepe euery tree Numbred I giue you them and truly tould As soules of men in bodies cloathed be So euerie plant a sprite shall hide and hould With trembling feare make all the Christians flee When they presume to cut these Cedars ould This said his charmes he gan againe repeat Which none can say but they that vse like feat 9 At those strange speeches still nights splendant fires Quenched their lights and shrunke away for doubt The feeble moone her siluer beames retires And wrapt her hornes with foulding cloudes about Ismen his sprites to come with speed requires Why come you not you euer damned rout Why tarrie you so long pardie you stay Till stronger charmes and greater words I say 10 I haue not yet forgot for want of vse What dreadfull tearmes belong this sacred feat My toong if still your stubburne harts refuse That so much dreaded name can well repeat Which heard great Dis cannot himselfe excuse But hither runne from his eternall seat O great and fearfull more he would haue said But that he saw the sturdie sprites obaid 11 Legions of deuills by thousands thither come Such as in sparsed aire their biding make And thousands also which by heauenly dome Condemned lie in deepe Auemus lake But slow they came displeased all and some Bicause those woods they should in keeping take Yet they obai'd and tooke the charge in hand And vnder euerie branch and leafe they stand 12 When thus his cursed worke performed was The wisard to his king declar'd the feat My Lord let feare let doubt and sorrow pas Henceforth in safetie stands your regall seat Your foe as he suppos'd no meane now has To build againe his rams and engins great And then he told at large from part to part All what he late perform'd by wondrous art 13 Besides this helpe another hap quoth hee Will shortly chance that brings not profit small Within few daies Mars and the Sunne I see Their fi rie beames vnite in Leo shall And then extreme the scorching heat will bee Which neither raine can quench nor dewes that fall So placed are the Planets high and low That heat fire burning all the heau'ns forshow 14 So great with vs will be the warmth therefore As with the Garamantes or those of Inde Yet nill it grieue vs in this towne so sore We haue sweet shade and waters cold by kinde Our foes abroad will be tormented more What shield can they or what refreshing finde Heau'n will them vanquish first then Egypts crew Destroy them quite weake wearie faint and few 15 Thou shalt sit still and conquer proue no more The doubtfull hazard of vncertaine fight But if Argantes bold that hates so sore All cause of quiet peace though iust and right Prouoke thee forth to battaile as before Finde meanes to calme the rage of that fierce knight For shortly heau'n will send thee ease and peace And war and trouble mongst thy foes encrease 16 The king assured by these speeches faire Held Godfreyes powre his might and strength in scorne And now the walles he gan in part repaire Which late the ram had brus'd with iron horne With wise foresight and well aduised caire He fortifide each breach and bulwarke torne And all his folke men women children small With endlesse toile againe repair'd the wall 17 But Godfrey nould this while bring forth his powre To giue assault against that fort in vaine Till he had builded new his dreadfull towre And reared high his downe-falne rammes againe His workmen therefore he dispatcht that howre To hew the trees out of the forrest maine They went and scant the wood appear'd in sight When wonders new their fearfull harts affright 18 As seely children dare not bend their eie Where they are told strange Bugbeares haunt the place Or as new monsters while in bed they lie Their fearefull thoughts present before their face So feared they and fled yet wist not why Nor what pursu'd them in that fearefull chace Except their feare perchance while thus they fled New Chimeres Sphinges or like monsters bred 19 Swift to the campe they turned backe dismai'd With words confus'd vncertaine tales they told That all which heard them scorned what they said And those reportes for lies and fables hold A chosen crew in shining armes arrai'd Duke Godfrey thither sent of soldiers bold To garde the men and their faint armes prouoke To cut the dreadfull trees with hardie stroke 20 These drawing neere the wood where close ipent The wicked sprites in syluan pinfoldes weare Their eies vpon those shades no sooner bent But frosen dread pearst through their entrals deare
champion made How Godfrey had him to this combat chose The armies honour on his shoulder lade To hazards new he list not that expose While thus his thoughts debated on the cace The hilts Argantes hurled at his face 96 And forward spurr'd his mounture fierce withall Within his armes longing his foe to straine Vpon whose helme the heauie blowe did fall And bent well nie the mettall to his braine But he whose courage was heroicall Leapt by and makes the Pagans onset vaine And woundes his hand which he outstretched saw Fiercer than eagles talent lions paw 97 Now here now there on euery side he road With nimble speed and spurr'd now out now in And as he went and came still laid on load Where Lord Argantes armes were weake and thin All that huge force which in his armes aboad His wrath his ire his great desire to win Against his foe together all he bent And heau'n and fortune furthred his intent 98 But he whose courage for no perill failes Well arm'd and better harted scornes his powre Like a tall ship when spent are all her sailes Which still resists the rage of storme and showre Whose mightie ribs fast bound with bands and nailes Withstands fierce Neptunes wrath for many an howre And yeelds not vp her brused keele to windes In whose sterne blasts no ruth nor grace she findes 99 Argantes such thy present danger was When Sathan stirr'd to aide thee at thy need In humane shape he forg'd an airie mas And made the shade a body seeme indeed Well might the spirit for Clorinda pas Like her it was in armour and in weed In stature beautie countenance and face In lookes in speech in gesture and in pace 100 And for the sprite should seeme the same indeed From where she was whose show and shape it had Towards the wall it road with faigned speed Where stood the people all dismaid and sad To see their knight of helpe haue so great need And yet the law of armes all helpe forbad There in a turret sat a soldier stout To watch and at a loope-hole peeped out 101 The spirit spake to him call'd Oradine The noblest archer then that handled bow O Oradin quoth she who straight as line Canst shoot and hit each marke set high or low If yonder knight alas be slaine in fine As likest is great ruth it were you know And greater shame if his victorious foe Should with his spoiles triumphant homeward goe 102 Now proue thy skill thine arrowes sharpe head dip In yonder theeuish French-mans guiltie blood I promise thee thy soueraigne shall not slip To giue thee large rewards for such a good Thus said the sprite the man did laugh and skip For hope of future gaine nor longer stood But from his quiuer huge a shaft he hent And set it in his mightie bowe new bent 103 Twanged the string out flew the quarell long And through the subtile aire did singing pas It hit the knight the buckles rich among Wherewith his pretious girdle fast'ned was It brused them and pearst his hawberke strong Some little blood downe trickled on the gras Light was the wound the angell by vnseene The sharpe head blunted of the weapon keene 104 Raimond drew forth the shaft as much behoued And with the steele his blood out streaming came With bitter words his foe he than reproued For breaking faith to his eternall shame Godfrey whose carefull eies from his beloued Were neuer turned saw and markt the same And when he vew'd the wounded Countie bleed He sigh'd and feared more perchance than need 105 And with his words and with his threat'ning eies He stirr'd his captaines to reuenge that wrong Forthwith the spurred courser forward hies Within their rests put were their lances long From either side a squadron braue out flies And boldly made a fierce encounter strong The raised dust to ouerspread begunne Their shining armes and far more shining sunne 106 Of breaking speares of ringing helme and shield A dreadfull rumour roard on euery side There lay an horse another through the field Ran masterlesse dismounted was his guide Here one lay dead there did another yeeld Some sigh'd some sobb'd some praied and some cride Fierce was the fight and longer still it lasted Fiercer and fewer still themselues they wasted 107 Argantes nimbly leapt amid the throng And from a soldier wrung an iron mace And breaking through the ranks and ranges long Therewith he passage made himselfe and place Raimond he sought the thickest prease among To take reuenge for late recein'd disgrace A grecdie woolfe he seem'd and would asswage With Raimonds blood his hunger and his rage 108 The way he found not easie as he would But fierce encounters put him oft to paine He met Ormanno and Rogero bould Of Balnauile Guie and the Gerards twaine Yet nothing might his rage and haste withhould These worthies stroue to stop him but in vaine With these strong lets increased still his ire Like riuers stopt or closely smouldred fire 109 He slew Ormanno wounded Guie and laid Rogero lowe among the people slaine On euery side new troopes the man inuaid Yet all their blowes were waste their onsets vaine But while Argantes thus his prises plaid And seem'd alone this skirmish to sustaine The Duke his brother call'd and thus he spake Goe with thy troope fight for thy Sauiours sake 110 There enter in where hottest is the fight Thy force against the left wing strongly bend This said so braue an onset gaue the knight That many a Painim bold there made his end The Turks too weake seem'd to sustaine his might And could not from his powre their liues defend Their ensignes rent and broke was their array And men and horse on heapes together lay 111 Orethrowne likewise away the right wing ran Nor was there one againe that turn'd his face Saue bold Argantes else fled euery man Feare droue them thence on heapes with headlong chace He staid alone and battaile new began Fiue hundreth men weapon'd with sword and mace So great resistance neuer could haue made As did Argantes with his single blade 112 The strokes of swords and thrusts of many a speare The shocke of many a iust he long sustained He seem'd of strength enough this charge to beare And time to strike now here now there he gained His armours broke his members brused weare He sweat and bled yet courage still he fained But now his foes vpon him preas'd so fast That with their weight they bore him backe at last 113 His backe against this storme at length he turned Whose headlong furie bore him backward still Not like to one that fled but one that murned Bicause he did his foes no greater ill His threat'ning eies like flaming torches burned His courage thirsted yet more blood to spill And euery way and euery meane he sought To stay his flying mates but all for nought 114 This good he did while thus he plaid his part His bands and troopes at
Yet on they stalked still and on they went Vnder bold semblance hiding coward feare And so far wandred forth with trembling pace Till they approcht nigh that inchanted place 21 When from the groue a fearefull sound out brakes As if some earthquake hill and mountaine tore Wherein the southren winde a rumbling makes Or like sea waues against the craggie shore There lions gromble there hisse scalie snakes There howle the woolues the rugged beares there rore There trumpets shrill are heard and thunders fell And all these sounds one sound expressed well 22 Vpon their faces pale well might you note A thousand signes of hart amating feare Their reason gone by no deuise they wote How to prease nie or stay still where they weare Against that sodaine dread their brests which smote Their courage weake no shield of proofe could beare At last they fled and one than all more bold Excus'd their flight and thus the wonders told 23 My Lord not one of vs there is I grant That dares cut downe one branch in yonder spring I thinke there dwels a sprite in euerie plant There keepes his court great Dis infernall king He hath a hart of hardned Adamant That without trembling dares attempt the thing And sense he wanteth who so hardie is To heare the forrest thunder roare and his 24 This said Aleasto to his words gaue heed Alcasto leader of the Switzers grim A man both voide of wit and voide of dreed Who fear'd not losse of life nor losse of lim No sauage beastes in desarts wilde that feed Nor ougly monster could disharten him Nor whirle winde thunder earthquake storme or ougl That in this world is strange or fearfull thought 25 He shooke his head and smiling thus gan say The hardinesse haue I that wood to fell And those proud trees low in the dust to lay Wherein such grislie feends and monsters dwell No roaring goast my courage can dismay No shrike of birdes beasts roare or dragons yell But through and through that forrest will I wend Although to deepest hell the pathes descend 26 Thus boasted he and leaue to goe desired And forward went with ioyfull cheare and will He view'd the wood and those thicke shades admired He heard the wondrous noise and rumbling shrill Yet not one foote th'audacious man retired He scorn'd the perill preasing forward still Till on the forrests outmost marge he stept A flaming fire from entrance there him kept 27 The fire encreast and built a stately wall Of burning coales quicke sparkes and embers hot And with bright flames the wood enuiron'd all That there no tree nor twist Alcasto got The higher stretched flames seem'd bulwarkes tall Castles and turrets full of firie shot With slinges and engins strong of euerie sort What mortall wight durst scale so strange a fort 28 O what strange monsters on the battlement In loathsome formes stood to defend the place Their frowning lookes vpon the knight they bent And threatned death with shot with sword and mace At last he fled and though but slow he went As lyons doe whom iolly hunters chace Yet fled the man and with sad feare withdrew Though feare till then he neuer felt nor knew 29 That he had fled long time he neuer wist But when far ronne he had discou'red it Himselfe for wonder with his hand he blist A bitter sorrow by the hart him bit Amas'd asham'd disgras'd sad silent trist Alone he would all day in darknes sit Nor durst he looke on man of worth or fame His pride late-great now greater made his shame 30 Godfredo call'd him but he found delaies And causes why he should his cabben keepe At length perforce he comes but nought he saies Or talkes like those that babble in their sleepe His shamefastnes to Godfrey plaine bewraies His flight so doth his sighes and sadnes deepe Whereat amas'd what chance is this quoth he These witchcrafts strange or natures wonders be 31 But if his courage any champion moue To trie the hazard of this dreedfull spring I giue him leaue th' aduenture great to proue Some newes he may report vs of the thing This said his Lords attempt the charmed groue Yet nothing backe but feare and flight they bring For them enforst with trembling to retire The sight the sound the monsters and the fire 32 This hapt when woefull Tancred left his bed To lay in marble cold his mistresse deare The liuely colour from his cheeke was fled His limmes were weake his helme or targe to beare Nathlesse when need to heigh attemps him led No labour would he shunne no danger feare His valour boldnesse hart and courage braue To his faint body strength and vigor gaue 33 To this exploit forth went the ventrous knight Fearelesse yet heedfull silent well aduised The terrours of that forrests dreadfull sight Stormes earthquakes thunders cries he all despised He feared nothing yet a motion light That quickly vanisht in his hart arised When loe betweene him and the charmed wood A firie citie high as heau'n vp stood 34 The knight stept backe and tooke a sodaine pause And to himselfe what helpe these armes quoth he If in this fire or monsters gaping iawes I headlong cast my selfe what bootes it me For common profit or my countries cause To hazard life before me none should be But this exploit of no such weight I hold For it to lose a Prince or champion bold 35 But if I flie what will the Pagans say If I retire who shall cut downe this spring Godfredo will attempt it euery day What if some other knight performe the thing These flames vprisen to forestall my way Perchance more terrour far than danger bring But hap what shall this said he forward stept And through the fire O wondrous boldnes lept 36 He boulted through but neither warmth nor heat He felt nor signe of fire or scorching flame Yet wist he not in his dismai'd conceat If that were fire or no through which he came For at first touch vanisht those monsters great And in their steed the cloudes blacke night did frame And hideous stormes and showres of haile and raine Yet stormes and tempests vanisht straight againe 37 Amaz'd but not affraid the champion good Stood still but when the tempest past he spied He entred boldly that forbidden wood And of the forrest all the secrets eied In all his walke no sprite or fantasme stood That stopt his way or passage free denied Saue that the growing trees so thicke were set That oft his sight and passage oft they let 38 At length a faire and spatious greene he spide Like calmest waters plaine like veluet soft Wherein a Cipresse clad in sommers pride Pyramide wise lift vp his tops aloft In whose smooth barke vpon the ceuenest side Strange characters he found and view'd them oft Like those which priests of Egypt earst in stead Of letters vs'd which none but they could read 39 Mongst them he picked out these words at last Writ in the Syriake
the laurell chast and stubborne oke And all the gentle trees on earth that grew It seemd the land the sea and heau'n aboue All breath'd out fancie sweete and sigh'd out loue 17 Through all this musicke rare and stronge consent Of strange allurements sweete boue meane and measure Seuere firme constant still the knights foorth went Hardning their harts gainst false entising pleasure Twixt leafe and leafe their sight before they sent And after crept themselues at ease and leasure Till they beheld the Queene set with their knight Besides the lake shaded with bowes from sight 18 Her breasts were naked for the day was hot Her lockes vnbound wau'd in the wanton winde Somedeale she swet tir'd with the game you wot Her sweat-drops bright white round like pearles of Inde Her humide eies a firie smile foorth shot That like sunne-beames in siluer fountaines shinde Ore him her lookes she hung and her soft breast The pillow was where he and loue tooke rest 19 His hungrie eies vpon her face he fed And feeding them so pinde himselfe away And she declining often downe her hed His lippes his cheekes his eies kist as he lay Wherewith he sigh'd as if his soule had fled From his fraile breast to hers and there would stay With her beloued sprite the armed pare These follies all beheld and this hot fare 20 Downe by the louers side there pendant was A Christall mirrour bright pure smooth and neat He rose and to his mistresse held the glas A noble Page grac'd with that seruice great She with glad lookes he with enflam'd alas Beautie and loue beheld both in one seat Yet them in sundrie obiects each espies She in the glasse he saw them in her eies 21 Her to commaund to serue it pleas'd the knight He proud of bondage of her Empire shee My deare she said that blessest with thy sight Euen blessed Angels turne thine eies to me For painted in my hart and purtrai'd right Thy woorth thy beauties and perfections bee Of which the forme the shape and fashion best Not in this glas is seene but in my brest 22 And if thou me disdaine yet be content At least so to behold thy louely hew That while thereon thy lookes are fixt and bent Thy happie eies themselues may see and vew So rare a shape no Christall can present No glas containe that heau'n of beauties trew O let the skies thy woorthie mirrour bee And in cleere starres thy shape and image see 23 And with that word she smil'd and nerethelesse Her loue-toies still she vs'd and pleasures bold Her haire that donne she twisted vp in tresse And looser lockes in silken laces roll'd Her curles garland wise she did vpdresse Wherein like ritch ennamell laid on gold The twisted flowrets smil'd and her white brest The Lillies there that spring with Roses drest 24 The iolly Peacocke spreeds not halfe so faire The eied feathers of his pompous traine Nor golden Iris so bendes in the aire Her twentie colour'd bow through cloudes of raine Yet all her ornaments strange rich and raire Her girdle did in price and beautie staine Not that with scorne which Tuscane Guilla lost Nor Venus Ceston could match this for cost 25 Of milde denaies of tender scornes of sweet Repulses warre peace hope despaire ioy feare Of smiles ieastes mirth woe griefe and sad regreet Sighes sorrowes teares embracements kisses deare That mixed first by weight and measure meet Then at an easie fire attempred weare This wondrous girdle did Armida frame And when she would be loued wore the same 26 But when her wooing fit was brought to end Shee congee tooke kist him and went her way For once she vsed euery day to wend Bout her affaires her spels and charmes to say The youth remain'd yet had no powre to bend One step from thence but vsed there to stray Mongst the sweete birds through euerie walke groue Alone saue for an hermit false call'd Loue. 27 And when the silence deepe and friendly shaide Recall'd the louers to their wonted sport In afaire roome for pleasure built they laide And longest nights with ioies made sweet and short Now while the queene her houshold things suruaide And left her Lord her garden and disport The twaine that hidden in the bushes weare Before the Prince in glistring armes appeare 28 As the fierce stead for age withdrawne from warre Wherein the glorious beast had alwaies wonne That in vile rest from fight sequestred farre Feedes with the mares at large his seruice donne If armes he see or heare the trumpets iarre He neieth lowd and thither fast doth ronne And wisheth on his backe the armed knight Longing for iustes for turnament and fight 29 So farde Rinaldo when the glorious light Of their bright harnesse glistred in his eies His noble sprite awaked at that sight His bloud began to warme his hart to rise Though drunke with ease deuoid of wonted might On sleepe till then his weakned vertue lies Vbaldo forward stept and to him heild Of dimonds cleere that pure and pretious sheild 30 Vpon the targe his lookes amas'd he bent And therein all his wanton habite spide His ciuet baulme and perfumes redolent How from his lockes they smoakt and mantle wide His sword that many a Pagan stout had shent Bewrapt with flowres hung idlie by his side So nicely decked that it seemd the knight Wore it for fashion sake but not for fight 31 As when from sleepe and idle dreames abraid A man awakt cals home his wits againe So in beholding his attire he plaid But yet to view himselfe could not sustaine His lookes he downward cast and nought he said Grieu'd shamed sad he would haue died faine And oft he wisht the earth or Ocean wide Would swallow him and so his errours hide 32 Vbaldo tooke the time and thus begonne All Europe now and Asia be in warre And all that Christ adore and fame haue wonne In battaile strong in Syria fighting arre But thee alone Bertoldoes noble sonne This little corner keepes exiled farre From all the world buried in sloth and shame A carpet champion for a wanton dame 33 What letharge hath in drowsinesse vppend Thy courage thus what sloth doth thee infect Vp vp our campe and Godfrey for thee send Thee fortune praise and victorie expect Come fatall champion bring to happie end This enterprise begonne and all that sect Which oft thou shaken hast to earth full low With thy sharpe brand strike downe kill ouerthrow 34 This said the noble infant stood a space Confused speechlesse senslesse ill ashamed But when that shame to iust disdaine gaue place To fierce disdaine from courage sprung vntamed Another rednesse blushed through his face Whence worthie anger shone displeasure flamed His nice attire in scorne he rent and tore For of his bondage vile that witnes bore 35 That donne he hasted from the charmed fort And through the maze past with his searchers twaine Armida of her mount and chiefest port Wondred
would they wonder if they had behold Such sights as from the myrtle high did passe Thence came a Ladie faire with lockes of gold That like in shape in face and beautie was To sweet Armida Rinald thinkes he spies Her gestures smiles and glances of her eies 31 On him a sad and smiling looke she cast Which twenty passions strange at once bewraies And art thou come quoth she return'd at last To her from whom but late thou ranst thy waies Comst thou to comfort me for sorrowes past To ease my widow nights and carefull daies Or comest thou to worke me griefe and harme Why nilt thou speake Why not thy face disarme 32 Comst thou a friend or foe I did not frame That golden bridge to entertaine my foe Nor op'ned flowres and fountaines as you came To welcome him with ioy that brings me woe Put off thy helme reioice me with the flame Of thy bright eies whence first my fires did groe Kisse me embrace me if you further venter Loue keepes the gate the fort is eath to enter 33 Thus as she wowes she rowles her ruefull eies With pitious looke and changeth oft her cheare An hundreth sighes from her false hart vpflies She sobbes she mournes it is great ruth to heare The hardest brest sweete pitie mollifies What stonie hart resists a womans teare But yet the knight wise warie not vnkind Drew foorth his sword and from her carelesse twind 34 Towards the tree he marcht she thither start Before him stept embrast the plant and cride Ah neuer do me such a spitefull part To cut my tree this forrests ioy and pride Put vp thy sword else pierce therewith the hart Of thy forsaken and despis'd Armide For through this brest and through this hart vnkind To this faire tree thy sword shall passage find 35 He list his brand nor car'd though oft she praid And she her forme to other shape did change Such monsters huge when men in dreames are laid Oft in their idle fancies roame and range Her bodie sweld her face obscure was maid Vanisht her garments rich and vestures strange A giantesse before him high she stands Like Briareus armd with an hundreth hands 36 With fiftie swords and fiftie targets bright She threatned death she roared cride and fought Each other nymph in armour likewise dight A Cyclops great became he feard them nought But on the myrtle smote with all his might That groand like liuing soules to death nie brought The skie seemd Plutoes court the aire seemd hell Therein such monsters roare such spirits yell 37 Lightned the heau'n aboue the earth below Roared aloud that thundred and this shooke Blustred the tempests strong the whirlwinds blow The bitter storme droue hailestones in his looke But yet his arme grew neither weake nor slow Nor of that furie heed or care he tooke Till low to earth the wounded tree downe bended Then fled the spirits all the charmes all ended 38 The heau'ns grew cleere the aire waxt calme and still The wood returned to his wonted state Of witchcrafts free quite void of spirits ill Of horrour full but horrour there innate He further prou'd if ought withstood his will To cut those trees as did the charmes of late And finding nought to stop him smilde and said O shadowes vaine O fooles of shades affraid 39 From thence home to the campward turn'd the knight The hermit cride vpstarting from his seat Now of the wood the charmes haue lost their might The sprites are conquer'd ended is the feat See where he comes in glistring white all dight Appear'd the man bold stately high and great His eagles siluer wings to shine begunne With wondrous splendure gainst the golden sunne 40 The campe receiu'd him with a ioyfull crie A crie the dales and hils about that fild Then Godfrey welcomd him with honours hie His glorie quencht all spite all enuie kild To yonder dreadfull groue quoth he went I And from the fearfull wood as me you wild Haue driuen the sprites away thither let bee Your people sent the way is safe and free 41 Sent were the workmen thither thence they brought Timber enough by good aduise select And though by skillesse builders fram'd and wrought Their engins rude and rammes were late elect Yet now the forts and towres from whence they fought Were framed by a cunning architect William of all the Genoas Lord and guide Which late rul'd all the seas from side to side 42 But forced to retire from him at last The Pagan fleet the seas moist empire wunne His men with all their stuffe and store in hast Home to the campe with their commander runne In skill in wit in cunning him surpast Yet neuer enginer beneath the sunne Of Carpenters an hundreth large he brought That what their Lord deuised made and wrought 43 This man begunne with woondrous arte to make Not rammes not mightie brakes not slings alone Wherewith the firme and solid walles to shake To cast a dart or throw a shaft or stone But fram'd of Pines and Firres did vndertake To build a fortresse huge to which was none Yet euer like whereof he cloath'd the sides Against the balles of fire with raw bulles hides 44 In mortesses and sockets framed iust The beames the studdes and punchions ioyn'd he fast To beat the cities wall beneath forth brust A ramme with horned front about her wast A bridge the engine from her side out thrust Which on the wall when need requir'd she cast And from her top a turret small vpstood Strong surely arm'd and builded of like wood 45 Set on an hundreth wheeles the rolling mas On the smoothe landes went nimbly vp and downe Though full of armes and armed men it was Yet with small paines it ran as it had flowne Woondred the campe so quicke to see it pas They prais'd the workmen and their skill vnknowne And on that day two towres they builded more Like that which sweet Clorinda burnt before 46 Yet wholy were not from the Saracines Their workes concealed and their labours hid Vpon that wall which next the campe confines They placed spies who marked all they did They saw the ashes wilde and squared Pines How to the tents trail'd from the groue they slid And engins huge they saw yet could not tell How they were built their formes they saw not well 47 Their engins eeke they reard and with great art Repair'd each bulwarke turret port and towre And fortifide the plaine and easie part To bide the storme of euerie warlike stowre Till as they thought no sleight or force of mart To vndermine or scale the same had powre And false Ismeno gan new balles prepare Of wicked fire wilde wondrous strange and rare 48 He mingled brimstone with Bitumen fell Fetch from that lake where Sodome earst did sinke And from that flood which nine times compast hell Some of the liquor whot he brought I thinke Wherewith the quenchlesse fire he tempred well To make it smoake and flame and deadly