Jerusalem Delivered. Torquato Tasso

were fully come and gone

       Since his dear spouse to hasty death did yield,

       My father also died, consumed with moan,

       And sought his love amid the Elysian fields,

       His crown and me, poor orphan, left alone,

       Mine uncle governed in my tender eild;

       For well he thought, if mortal men have faith,

       In brother's breast true love his mansion hath.

      XLV

       "He took the charge of me and of the crown,

       And with kind shows of love so brought to pass

       That through Damascus great report was blown

       How good, how just, how kind mine uncle was;

       Whether he kept his wicked hate unknown

       And hid the serpent in the flowering grass,

       On that true faith did in his bosom won,

       Because he meant to match me with his son.

      XLVI

       "Which son, within short while, did undertake

       Degree of knighthood, as beseemed him well,

       Yet never durst he for his lady's sake

       Break sword or lance, advance in lofty sell;

       As fair he was, as Citherea's make,

       As proud as he that signoriseth hell,

       In fashions wayward, and in love unkind,

       For Cupid deigns not wound a currish mind.

      XLVII

       "This paragon should Queen Armida wed,

       A goodly swain to be a princess' fere,

       A lovely partner of a lady's bed,

       A noble head a golden crown to wear:

       His glosing sire his errand daily said,

       And sugared speeches whispered in mine ear

       To make me take this darling in mine arms,

       But still the adder stopt her ears from charms.

      XLVIII

       "At last he left me with a troubled grace,

       Through which transparent was his inward spite,

       Methought I read the story in his face

       Of these mishaps that on me since have light,

       Since that foul spirits haunt my resting-place,

       And ghastly visions break any sleep by night,

       Grief, horror, fear my fainting soul did kill,

       For so my mind foreshowed my coming ill.

      XLIX

       "Three times the shape of my dear mother came,

       Pale, sad, dismayed, to warn me in my dream,

       Alas, how far transformed from the same

       Whose eyes shone erst like Titan's glorious beam:

       'Daughter,' she says, 'fly, fly, behold thy dame

       Foreshows the treasons of thy wretched eame,

       Who poison gainst thy harmless life provides:'

       This said, to shapeless air unseen she glides.

      L

       "But what avail high walls or bulwarks strong,

       Where fainting cowards have the piece to guard?

       My sex too weak, mine age was all to young,

       To undertake alone a work so hard,

       To wander wild the desert woods among,

       A banished maid, of wonted ease debarred,

       So grievous seemed, that liefer were my death,

       And there to expire where first I drew my breath.

      LI

       "I feared deadly evil if long I stayed,

       And yet to fly had neither will nor power,

       Nor durst my heart declare it waxed afraid,

       Lest so I hasten might my dying hour:

       Thus restless waited I, unhappy maid,

       What hand should first pluck up my springing flower,

       Even as the wretch condemned to lose his life

       Awaits the falling of the murdering knife.

      LII

       "In these extremes, for so my fortune would

       Perchance preserve me to my further ill,

       One of my noble father's servants old,

       That for his goodness bore his child good will,

       With store of tears this treason gan unfold,

       And said; my guardian would his pupil kill,

       And that himself, if promise made be kept,

       Should give me poison dire ere next I slept.

      LIII

       "And further told me, if I wished to live,

       I must convey myself by secret flight,

       And offered then all succours he could give

       To aid his mistress, banished from her right.

       His words of comfort, fear to exile drive,

       The dread of death, made lesser dangers light:

       So we concluded, when the shadows dim

       Obscured the earth I should depart with him.

      LIV

       "Of close escapes the aged patroness,

       Blacker than erst, her sable mantle spread,

       When with two trusty maids, in great distress,

       Both from mine uncle and my realm I fled;

       Oft looked I back, but hardly could suppress

       Those streams of tears, mine eyes uncessant shed,

       For when I looked on my kingdom lost,

       It was a grief, a death, an hell almost.

      LV

       "My steeds drew on the burden of my limbs,

       But still my locks, my thoughts, drew back as fast,

       So fare the men, that from the heaven's brims,

       Far out to sea, by sudden storm are cast;

       Swift o'er the grass the rolling chariot swims,

       Through ways unknown, all night, all day we haste,

       At last, nigh tired, a castle strong we fand,

       The utmost border of my native land.

      LVI

       "The fort Arontes was, for so the knight

       Was called, that my deliverance thus had wrought,

       But when the tyrant saw, by mature flight

       I had escaped the treasons of his thought,

       The rage increased in the cursed wight

       Gainst me, and him, that me to safety brought,

       And us accused, we would have poisoned

       Him, but descried, to save our lives we fled.

      LVII

       "And that in lieu of his approved truth,

       To poison him I hired had my guide,

       That he despatched, mine unbridled youth

       Might rage at will, in no subjection tied,