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