Jerusalem Delivered - Book 02 - Part 02 Poem Rhyme Scheme

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XI	A
But when the angry king discovered not	B
What guilty hand this sacrilege had wrought	C
His ireful courage boiled in vengeance hot	B
Against the Christians whom he faulters thought	C
All ruth compassion mercy he forgot	B
A staff to beat that dog he long had sought	C
Let them all die quoth he kill great and small	D
So shall the offender perish sure withal	D
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XII	A
To spill the wine with poison mixed with spares	A
Slay then the righteous with the faulty one	E
Destroy this field that yieldeth naught but tares	A
With thorns this vineyard all is over gone	F
Among these wretches is not one that cares	A
For us our laws or our religion	E
Up up dear subjects fire and weapon take	G
Burn murder kill these traitors for my sake	G
XIII	A
This Herod thus would Bethlem's infants kill	D
The Christians soon this direful news receave	H
The trump of death sounds in their hearing shrill	D
Their weapon faith their fortress was the grave	H
They had no courage time device or will	D
To fight to fly excuse or pardon crave	H
But stood prepared to die yet help they find	I
Whence least they hope such knots can Heaven unbind	I
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XIV	H
Among them dwelt her parents' joy and pleasure	J
A maid whose fruit was ripe not over yeared	I
Her beauty was her not esteemed treasure	J
The field of love with plough of virtue eared	I
Her labor goodness godliness her leisure	J
Her house the heaven by this full moon aye cleared	I
For there from lovers' eyes withdrawn alone	K
With virgin beams this spotless Cynthia shone	K
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XV	H
But what availed her resolution chaste	I
Whose soberest looks were whetstones to desire	J
Nor love consents that beauty's field lie waste	I
Her visage set Olindo's heart on fire	J
O subtle love a thousand wiles thou hast	I
By humble suit by service or by hire	J
To win a maiden's hold a thing soon done	E
For nature framed all women to be won	E
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XVI	H
Sophronia she Olindo hight the youth	L
Both or one town both in one faith were taught	I
She fair he full of bashfulness and truth	L
Loved much hoped little and desired nought	I
He durst not speak by suit to purchase ruth	L
She saw not marked not wist not what he sought	I
Thus loved thus served he long but not regarded	I
Unseen unmarked unpitied unrewarded	I
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XVII	H
To her came message of the murderment	I
Wherein her guiltless friends should hopeless starve	H
She that was noble wise as fair and gent	I
Cast how she might their harmless lives preserve	H
Zeal was the spring whence flowed her hardiment	I
From maiden shame yet was she loth to swerve	H
Yet had her courage ta'en so sure a hold	I
That boldness shamefaced shame had made her bold	I
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XVIII	H
And forth she went a shop for merchandise	A
Full of rich stuff but none for sale exposed	I
A veil obscured the sunshine of her eyes	A
The rose within herself her sweetness closed	I
Each ornament about her seemly lies	A
By curious chance or careless art composed	I
For what the most neglects most curious prove	H
So Beauty's helped by Nature Heaven and Love	H
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XIX	A
Admired of all on went this noble maid	I
Until the presence of the king she gained	I
Nor for he swelled with ire was she afraid	I
But his fierce wrath with fearless grace sustained	I
I come quoth she but be thine anger stayed	I
And causeless rage 'gainst faultless souls restrained	I
I come to show thee and to bring thee both	M
The wight whose fact hath made thy heart so wroth	M
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XX	A
Her molest boldness and that lightning ray	N
Which her sweet beauty streamed on his face	A
Had struck the prince with wonder and dismay	N
Changed his cheer and cleared his moody grace	A
That had her eyes disposed their looks to play	N
The king had snared been in love's strong lace	A
But wayward beauty doth not fancy move	H
A frown forbids a smile engendereth love	H

Torquato Tasso

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