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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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