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XXIX	A
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This youth was one of those who late desired	B
With that vain glorious boaster to have fought	C
But Tancred chosen he and all retired	D
Now when his slackness he awhile admired	B
And saw elsewhere employed was his thought	C
Nor that to just though chosen once he proffered	B
He boldly took that fit occasion offered	B
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XXX	A
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No tiger panther spotted leopard	B
Runs half so swift the forests wild among	E
As this young champion hasted thitherward	B
Where he attending saw the Pagan strong	F
Tancredi started with the noise he heard	B
As waked from sleep where he had dreamed long	F
'Oh stay ' he cried 'to me belongs this war '	-
But cried too late Otho was gone too far	G
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XXXI	A
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Then full of fury anger and despite	B
He stayed his horse and waxed red for shame	H
The fight was his but now disgraced quite	B
Himself he thought another played his game	H
Meanwhile the Saracen did hugely smite	B
On Otho's helm who to requite the same	H
His foe quite through his sevenfold targe did bear	I
And in his breastplate stuck and broke his spear	J
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XXXII	A
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The encounter such upon the tender grass	A
Down from his steed the Christian backward fell	K
Yet his proud foe so strong and sturdy was	A
That he nor shook nor staggered in his sell	K
But to the knight that lay full low alas	A
In high disdain his will thus gan he tell	K
'Yield thee my slave and this thine honor be	L
Thou may'st report thou hast encountered me '	-
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XXXIII	A
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'Not so ' quoth he 'pardy it's not the guise	A
Of Christian knights though fall'n so soon to yield	B
I can my fall excuse in better wise	A
And will revenge this shame or die in field '	-
The great Circassian bent his frowning eyes	A
Like that grim visage in Minerva's shield	B
'Then learn ' quoth he 'what force Argantes useth	M
Against that fool that proffered grace refuseth '	-
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XXXIV	N
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With that he spurred his horse with speed and haste	B
Forgetting what good knights to virtue owe	O
Otho his fury shunned and as he passed	B
At his right side he reached a noble blow	O
Wide was the wound the blood outstreamed fast	B
And from his side fell to his stirrup low	O
But what avails to hurt if wounds augment	B
Our foe's fierce courage strength and hardiment	B
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XXXV	N
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Argantes nimbly turned his ready steed	B
And ere his foe was wist or well aware	I
Against his side he drove his courser's head	B
What force could he gainst so great might prepare	I
Weak were his feeble joints his courage dead	B
His heart amazed his paleness showed his care	I
His tender side gainst the hard earth he cast	B
Shamed with the first fall bruised with the last	B
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XXXVI	N
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The victor spurred again his light foot steed	B
And made his passage over Otho's heart	B
And cried 'These fools thus under foot I tread	B
This dare contend with me in equal mart '	-
Tancred for anger shook his noble head	B
So was he grieved with that unknightly part	B
The fault was his he was so slow before	P
With double valor would he salve that sore	P
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XXXVII	N
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Forward he galloped fast and loudly cried	B
'Villain ' quoth he 'thy conquest is thy shame	H
What praise what honor shall this fact betide	B
What gain what guerdon shall befall the same	H
Among the Arabian thieves thy face go hide	B
Far from resort of men of worth and fame	H
Or else in woods and mountains wild by night	B
On savage beasts employ thy savage might '	-
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XXXVIII	N
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The Pagan patience never knew nor used	B
Trembling for ire his sandy locks he tore	P
Our from his lips flew such a sound confused	B
As lions make in deserts thick which roar	P
Or as when clouds together crushed and bruised	B
Pour down a tempest by the Caspian shore	P
So was his speech imperfect stopped and broken	Q
He roared and thundered when he should have spoken	Q
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XXXIX	A
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But when with threats they both had whetted keen	R
Their eager rage their fury spite and ire	S
They turned their steeds and left large space between	R
To make their forces greater 'proaching nigher	S
With terms that warlike and that worthy been	T
O sacred Muse my haughty thoughts inspire	S
And make a trumpet of my slender quill	U
To thunder out this furious combat shrill	U
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XL	U
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These sons of Mayors bore instead of spears	A
Two knotty masts which none but they could lift	B
Each foaming steed so fast his master bears	A
That never beast bird shaft flew half so swift	B
Such was their fury as when Boreas tears	A
The shattered crags from Taurus' northern clift	B
Upon their helms their lances long they broke	V
And up to heaven flew splinters spark and smoke	V
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XLI	U
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The shock made all the towers and turrets quake	W
And woods and mountains all nigh hand resound	B
Yet could not all that force and fury shake	W
The valiant champions nor their persons wound	B
Together hurtled both their steeds and brake	W
Each other's neck the riders lay on ground	B
But they great masters of war's dreadful art	B
Plucked forth their swords and soon from earth up start	B
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XLII	U
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Close at his surest ward each warrior lieth	M
He wisely guides his hand his foot his eye	X
This blow he proveth that defence he trieth	M
He traverseth retireth presseth nigh	X
Now strikes he out and now he falsifieth	M
This blow he wardeth that he lets slip by	X
And for advantage oft he lets some part	B
Discovered seem thus art deludeth art	B

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