Jerusalem Delivered - Book 01 - Part 03 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCBCDD AAEAEAEFG AHIHIHIJI JKLKMKMNN JOIOIOIBB JIIIIIIAI JJPJAJPJJ JIQIQIQJJ AIJIJIJII AARARASII AAOAOAOTTAIOIOIOII AIIIIIITT ATUTUTUII IIVIVIVAA| XXVI | A |
| quot Turks Persians conquered Antiochia won | B |
| Be glorious acts and full of glorious praise | C |
| By Heaven's mere grace not by our prowess done | B |
| Those conquests were achieved by wondrous ways | C |
| If now from that directed course we run | B |
| The God of Battles thus before us lays | C |
| His loving kindness shall we lose I doubt | D |
| And be a byword to the lands about | D |
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| XXVII | A |
| quot Let not these blessings then sent from above | A |
| Abused be or split in profane wise | E |
| But let the issue correspondent prove | A |
| To good beginnings of each enterprise | E |
| The gentle season might our courage move | A |
| Now every passage plain and open lies | E |
| What lets us then the great Jerusalem | F |
| With valiant squadrons round about to hem | G |
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| XXVIII | A |
| quot Lords I protest and hearken all to it | H |
| Ye times and ages future present past | I |
| Hear all ye blessed in the heavens that sit | H |
| The time for this achievement hasteneth fast | I |
| The longer rest worse will the season fit | H |
| Our sureties shall with doubt be overcast | I |
| If we forslow the siege I well foresee | J |
| From Egypt will the Pagans succored be quot | I |
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| XXIX | J |
| This said the hermit Peter rose and spake | K |
| Who sate in counsel those great Lords among | L |
| quot At my request this war was undertake | K |
| In private cell who erst lived closed long | M |
| What Godfrey wills of that no question make | K |
| There cast no doubts where truth is plain and strong | M |
| Your acts I trust will correspond his speech | N |
| Yet one thing more I would you gladly teach | N |
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| XXX | J |
| quot These strifes unless I far mistake the thing | O |
| And discords raised oft in disordered sort | I |
| Your disobedience and ill managing | O |
| Of actions lost for want of due support | I |
| Refer I justly to a further spring | O |
| Spring of sedition strife oppression tort | I |
| I mean commanding power to sundry given | B |
| In thought opinion worth estate uneven | B |
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| XXXI | J |
| quot Where divers Lords divided empire hold | I |
| Where causes be by gifts not justice tried | I |
| Where offices be falsely bought and sold | I |
| Needs must the lordship there from virtue slide | I |
| Of friendly parts one body then uphold | I |
| Create one head the rest to rule and guide | I |
| To one the regal power and sceptre give | A |
| That henceforth may your King and Sovereign live quot | I |
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| XXXII | J |
| And therewith stayed his speech O gracious Muse | J |
| What kindling motions in their breasts do fry | P |
| With grace divine the hermit's talk infuse | J |
| That in their hearts his words may fructify | A |
| By this a virtuous concord they did choose | J |
| And all contentions then began to die | P |
| The Princes with the multitude agree | J |
| That Godfrey ruler of those wars should be | J |
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| XXXIII | J |
| This power they gave him by his princely right | I |
| All to command to judge all good and ill | Q |
| Laws to impose to lands subdued by might | I |
| To maken war both when and where he will | Q |
| To hold in due subjection every wight | I |
| Their valors to be guided by his skill | Q |
| This done Report displays her tell tale wings | J |
| And to each ear the news and tidings brings | J |
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| XXXIV | A |
| She told the soldiers who allowed him meet | I |
| And well deserving of that sovereign place | J |
| Their first salutes and acclamations sweet | I |
| Received he with love and gentle grace | J |
| After their reverence done with kind regreet | I |
| Requited was with mild and cheerful face | J |
| He bids his armies should the following day | I |
| On those fair plains their standards proud display | I |
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| XXXV | A |
| The golden sun rose from the silver wave | A |
| And with his beams enamelled every green | R |
| When up arose each warrior bold and brave | A |
| Glistering in filed steel and armor sheen | R |
| With jolly plumes their crests adorned they have | A |
| And all tofore their chieftain mustered been | S |
| He from a mountain cast his curious sight | I |
| On every footman and on every knight | I |
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| XXXVI | A |
| My mind Time's enemy Oblivion's foe | A |
| Disposer true of each noteworthy thing | O |
| Oh let thy virtuous might avail me so | A |
| That I each troop and captain great may sing | O |
| That in this glorious war did famous grow | A |
| Forgot till now by Time's evil handling | O |
| This work derived from my treasures dear | T |
| Let all times hearken never age outwear | T |
| XXXVII | A |
| The French came foremost battailous and bold | I |
| Late led by Hugo brother to their King | O |
| From France the isle that rivers four infold | I |
| With rolling streams descending from their spring | O |
| But Hugo dead the lily fair of gold | I |
| Their wonted ensign they tofore them bring | O |
| Under Clotharius great a captain good | I |
| And hardy knight ysprong of princes' blood | I |
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| XXXVIII | A |
| A thousand were they in strong armors clad | I |
| Next whom there marched forth another band | I |
| That number nature and instruction had | I |
| Like them to fight far off or charge at hand | I |
| All valiant Normans by Lord Robert lad | I |
| The native Duke of that renowned land | I |
| Two bishops next their standards proud upbare | T |
| Called Reverend William and Good Ademare | T |
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| XXXIX | A |
| Their jolly notes they chanted loud and clear | T |
| On merry mornings at the mass divine | U |
| And horrid helms high on their heads they bear | T |
| When their fierce courage they to war incline | U |
| The first four hundred horsemen gathered near | T |
| To Orange town and lands that it confine | U |
| But Ademare the Poggian youth brought out | I |
| In number like in hard assays as stout | I |
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| XL | I |
| Baldwin his ensign fair did next dispread | I |
| Among his Bulloigners of noble fame | V |
| His brother gave him all his troops to lead | I |
| When he commander of the field became | V |
| The Count Carinto did him straight succeed | I |
| Grave in advice well skilled in Mars his game | V |
| Four hundred brought he but so many thrice | A |
| Led Baldwin clad in gilden arms of price | A |
Torquato Tasso
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