Jerusalem Delivered - Book 04 - Part 05 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCDCD A DEDEDEFD A GDDDDDHH A DCDCDCDD A DIGIDIJJ K DLDKDKM K DKDKDKDD K NKNKNFOF K FFFFFFPP K DQDQFQR A NHQDQDKK A SKSKSKQQ A TUTUTUDD A KDHDKDDD A DMDMDMDD K KRKVKVFF K DDKDDDKR

LXIVA
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'For lo a knight that had a gate to wardB
A man of chiefest trust about his kingC
Hath promised so to beguile the guardD
That me and mine he undertakes to bringC
Safe where the tyrant haply sleepeth hardD
He counselled me to undertake this thingC
Of these some little succor to intreatD
Whose name accomplish can the feat '-
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LXVA
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This said his answer did the nymph attendD
Her looks her sighs her gestures all did pray himE
But Godfrey did his grant suspendD
He the worst and that awhile did stay himE
He who no God he loves no friendD
He the heathen false would thus betray himE
But yet such ruth dwelt in his princelyF
That gainst his made him kindD
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LXVIA
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Besides the kindness of his gentleG
Ready to each distressed wightD
The maiden's offer profit with it broughtD
For if the Syrian kingdom were her rightD
That won the way were easy which he soughtD
To bring all Asia subject to his mightD
There might he raise munition arms and treasureH
To work the Egyptian king and his displeasureH
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LXVIIA
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Thus was his heart long time betwixtD
and remorse not granting nor denyingC
Upon his eyes the dame her lookings fixedD
As if her life and death lay on his sayingC
Some tears she shed with sighs and sobbings mixedD
As if her hopes were dead through his delayingC
At last her earnest suit the duke denayedD
But with sweet words thus would content the maidD
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LXVIIIA
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'If not in service of our God we foughtD
In meaner quarrel if this sword were shakenI
Well might thou gather in thy gentleG
So fair a princess should not be forsakenI
But since these armies from the world's end broughtD
To free this sacred town have undertakenI
It were unfit we turned our strength awayJ
And victory even in her coming stayJ
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LXIXK
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'I promise thee and on my princely wordD
The burden of thy wish and hopeL
That when this chosen temple of the LordD
Her holy doors shall to his saints uncloseK
In and peace then this victorious swordD
Shall execute due vengeance on thy foesK
But if for of a worldly dameM
I left this work such were my shame '-
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LXXK
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At this the princess bent her eyes to groundD
And stood unmoved though not unmarked a spaceK
The secret bleeding of her inward woundD
Shed heavenly dew upon her angel's faceK
'Poor wretch ' quoth she 'in tears and drownedD
Death be thy peace the grave thy resting placeK
Since such thy hap that lest thou findD
The gentlest heart on earth is proved unkindD
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LXXIK
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'Where none attends what boots it to complainN
Men's froward hearts are moved with women's tearsK
As marble stones are pierced with drops of rainN
No plaints find passage through unwilling earsK
The tyrant haply would his wraith restrainN
he these prayers ruthless GodfreyF
Yet not thy fault is this my chance IO
Hath made even pitiless in theeF
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LXXIIK
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'So both thy and hap denayed meF
Grief mischief care hath overthrown meF
The star that ruled my birthday hath betrayed meF
My genius his charge but dares not own meF
Of queen like my flight hath disarrayed meF
My father died ere he five years had meF
My kingdom lost and lastly resteth nowP
Down with the tree sith broke is every boughP
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LXXIIIK
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'And for the modest lore of maidenhoodD
Bids me not sojourn with these armed menQ
O whither shall I fly what secret woodD
Shall hide me from the tyrant or what denQ
What rock what vault what cave can do meF
No no where death is sure it resteth thenQ
To scorn his power and be it thereforeR
Armida lived and died both like a queen '-
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LXXIVA
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With that she looked as if a proud disdainN
Kindled displeasure in herH
The way she came she turned her steps againQ
With gesture sad but in disdainful kindD
A tempest railed down her cheeks amainQ
With tears of woe and sighs of anger's windD
The drops her footsteps wash whereon she treadsK
And seems to step on pearls or crystal beadsK
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LXXVA
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Her cheeks on which this streaming nectar fellS
Stilled through the limbeck of her diamond eyesK
The roses white and red resembled wellS
Whereon the rory May dew sprinkled liesK
When the fair morn first blusheth from her cellS
And breatheth balm from opened paradiseK
Thus sighed thus mourned thus wept this lovely queenQ
And in each drop bathed a grace unseenQ
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LXXVIA
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Thrice twenty Cupids unperceived flewT
To gather up this liquor ere it fallU
And of each drop an arrow forged newT
Else as it came snatched up the crystal ballU
And at rebellious hearts for wildfire threwT
O wondrous love thou makest gain of allU
For if she weeping sit or smiling standD
She bends thy bow or kindleth else thy brandD
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LXXVIIA
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This forged plaint drew forth unfeigned tearsK
From many eyes and pierced each worthy's heartD
Each one condoleth with her that herH
And of her grief would her bear the smartD
If Godfrey aid her not not one but swearsK
Some tigress gave him suck on roughest partD
Midst the rude crags on Alpine cliffs aloftD
Hard is that heart which beauty makes not softD
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LXXVIIIA
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But jolly Eustace in whose breast the brandD
Of love and kindled had the flameM
While others softly whispered underhandD
Before the duke with comely boldness cameM
'Brother and lord ' quoth he 'too long you standD
In your first purpose yet vouchsafe to frameM
Your to ours and lend this virgin aidD
Thanks are half lost when turns are delayedD
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LXXIXK
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'And not that Eustace's talk assaysK
To turn these forces from this present warR
Or that I wish you should your armies raiseK
From Sion's walls my speech tends not so farV
But we that venture all for fame and praiseK
That to no charge nor service bounden areV
Forth of our troop may ten well spared beF
To succor her which naught can weaken theeF
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LXXXK
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'And they shall in God's high service fightD
That virgins innocent save and defendD
Dear will the spoils be in the Heaven'sK
That from a tyrant's head we rendD
Nor seemed I forward in this lady's rightD
With hope of gain or profit in the endD
But for I he arms unworthy bearsK
To a maiden's cause that shuns orR

Torquato Tasso



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