HefearedwithinapilesofortifiedSomesecrettreasonorenchantmentlay,Buthadheknowneventhereheshouldhavedied,Yetshouldhislooksnosignoffearbetray;
Forwheresoeverwillorchancehimguide,Hisstrongvictorioushandstillmadehimway:
Yetforthecombathemustshortlymake,Nonewadventureslistheundertake。
XXXI
Beforethecastle,inameadowplainBesidethebridge’send,hestayedandstood,NorwasentreatedbythespeechesvainOfhisfalseguide,topassbeyondtheflood。
Uponthebridgeappearedawarlikeswain,Fromtoptotoeallcladinarmorgood,Whobrandishingabroadandcuttingsword,Thusthreateneddeathwithmanyanidleword。
XXXII
“Othou,whomchanceorwillbringstothesoil,WherefairArmidadoththesceptreguide,Thoucanstnotfly,ofarmsthyselfdespoil,Andletthyhandswithironchainsbetied;
Enterandresttheefromthywearytoil。
Withinthisdungeonshaltthousafeabide,Andneverhopeagaintoseetheday,Orthatthyhairforageshallturntogray;
XXXIII
“ExceptthouswearhervaliantknightstoaidAgainstthosetraitorsoftheChristiancrew。“
Tancredatthisdiscoursealittlestayed,Hisarms,hisgesture,andhisvoiceheknew:
ItwasRambaldo,whoforthatfalsemaidForsookhiscountryandreligiontrue,Andofthatfortdefenderchiefbecame,Andthosevilecreaturesstablishedinthesame。
XXXIV
Thewarrioranswered,blushingredforshame,“Cursedapostate,andungraciouswight,IamthatTancredwhodefendthenameOfChrist,andhavebeenayehisfaithfulknight;
HisrebelfoescanIsubdueandtame,Asthoushaltfindbeforeweendthisfight;
Andthyfalseheartcleftwiththisvengefulsword,ShallfeeltheireofthyforsakenLord。“
XXXV
WhenthatgreatnameRambaldo’searsdidfill,Heshookforfearandlookedpalefordread,Yetproudlysaid,“Tancred,thyhapwasillTowanderhitherwherethouartbutdead,Wherenaughtcanhelp,thycourage,strengthandskill;
ToGodfreywillIsendthycursedhead,Thathemaysee,howforArmida’ssake,OfhimandofhisChristascornImake。“
XXXVI
Thissaid,thedaytosablenightwasturned,Thatscantonecouldanother’sarmsdescry,Butsoonanhundredlampsandtorchesburned,Thatclearedalltheearthandallthesky;
Thecastleseemedastagewithlightsadorned,Onwhichmenplaysomepompoustragedy;
Withinaterracesatonhighthequeen,Andheard,andsaw,andkeptherselfunseen。
XXXVII
Thenoblebaronwhethiscouragehot,Andbuskedhimboldlytothedreadfulfight;
Uponhishorselongwhilehetarriednot,BecauseonfoothesawthePaganknight,Whounderneathhistrustyshieldwasgot,Hisswordwasdrawn,closedwashishelmetbright,Gainstwhomtheprincemarchedonastatelypace,Wrathinhisvoice,rageinhiseyesandface。
XXXVIII
Hisfoe,hisfuriouschargenotwellabiding,Traversedhisground,andstatedhereandthere,Buthe,thoughfaintandwearybothwithriding,Yetfollowedfastandstilloppressedhimnear,AndonwhatsidehefeltRambaldosliding,Onthathisforcesmostemployedwere;
Nowathishelm,notathishauberkbright,Hethunderedblows,nowathisfaceandsight。
XXXIX
Againstthosenumbersbatterychiefhemaketh,Whereinman’slifekeepschiefestresidence;
AthisproudthreatstheGascoignwarriorquaketh,Anduncouthfearappalledeverysense,Tonimbleshiftstheknighthimselfbetaketh,Andskippethhereandthereforhisdefence:
Nowwithhisrage,nowwithhistrustyblade,Againsthisblowshegoodresistancemade。
XL
Yetnosuchquicknessfordefenceheused,Asdidtheprincetoworkhimharmandscathe;
Hisshieldwascleftintwain,hishelmetbruised,Andinhisbloodisotherarmsdidbathe;
Onhimheheapedblows,withthrustsconfused,Andmoreorlesseachstrokeannoyedhimhath;
Hefeared,andinhistroubledbosomstroveRemorseofconscience,shame,disdainandlove。
XLI
Atlastsocarelessfouldespairhimmade,Hemeanttoprovehisfortuneillorgood,Hisshieldcastdown,hetookhishelplessbladeInbothhishands,whichyethaddrawnnoblood,Andwithsuchforceupontheprincehelaid,Thatneitherplatenormailtheblowwithstood,Thewickedsteelseizeddeepinhisrightside,Andwithhisstreamingbloodhisbasesdyed:
XLII
Anotherstrokehelenthimonthebrow,Sogreatthatloudlyrungthesoundingsteel;
Yetpiercedhenotthehelmetwiththeblow,Althoughtheownertwiceorthricedidreel。
Theprince,whoselooksdisdainfulangershow,Nowmeanttousehispuissanceeverydeal,Heshakedhisheadandcrashedhisteethforire,Hislipsbreathedwrath,eyessparkledshiningfire。
XLIII
ThePaganwretchnolongercouldsustainThedreadfulterrorofhisfierceaspect,AgainstthethreatenedblowhesawrightplainNotemperedarmorcouldhislifeprotect,Heleaptaside,thestrokefelldowninvain,Againstapillarnearabridgeerect。
Thenceflamingfireandthousandsparksoutstart,AndkillwithfearthecowardPagan’sheart。
XLIV
TowardthebridgethefearfulPaynimfled,Andinswiftflight,hishopeoflifereposed;
HimselffastafterLordTancredisped,Andnowinequalpacealmosttheyclosed,WhenalltheburninglampsextinguishedTheshiningforthisgoodlysplendorlosed,Andallthosestarsonheaven’sbluefacethatshoneWithCynthia’sself,dispearedwereandgone。
XLV
Amidthosewitchcraftsandthatuglyshade,Nofurthercouldtheprincepursuethechase,Nothinghesaw,yetforwardstillhemade,Withdoubtfulsteps,andillassuredpace;
Atlasthisfootuponathresholdtrad,Anderehewist,heenteredhadtheplace;
Withghastlynoisethedoor-leavesshutbehind,Andclosedhimfastinprisondarkandblind。
XLVI
AsinourseasintheCommachianBay,Asillyfish,withstreamsenclosed,striveth,ToshunthefuryandavoidtheswayWherewiththecurrentinthatwhirlpooldriveth,Yetseekethallinvain,butfindsnowayOutofthatwateryprison,whereshediveth:
Forwithsuchforcetherebethetidesinbrought,Thereenterethallthatwill,thenceissuethnaught:
XLVII
Thisprisonsoentrappedthatvaliantknight;
Ofwhichthegatewasframedbysubtletrain,Toclosewithoutthehelpofhumanwight,Sosurenonecouldundotheleavesagain;
Againstthedoorshebendedallhismight,Butallhisforceswereemployedinvain,Atlastavoicegantohimloudlycall,“Yieldthee,“quothit,“thouartArmida’sthrall。“
XLVIII
“WithinthisdungeonburiedshaltthouspendTheres’dueofthywofuldaysandyears;“
Thechampionslistnotmorewithwordscontend,Butinhisheartkeptclosehisgriefsandfears,Heblamedlove,chanceganhereprehend,Andgainstenchantmenthugecomplaintsherears。
“Itweresmallloss,“softlyhethusbegun,“Tolosethebrightnessoftheshiningsun;
XLIX
“ButI。alas,thegoldenbeamforegoOfmyfarbrightersun;norcanIsayIfthesepooreyesshalle’erbeblessedso,Asonceagaintoviewthatshiningray:“
ThenthoughtheonhisproudCircassianfoe,Andsaid,“Ah!howshallIperformthatfray?
He,andtheworldwithhim,willTancredblame,Thisismygrief,myfault,mineendlessshame。“
L
Whilethosehighspiritsofthischampiongood,Withloveandhonor’scarearethusoppressed,Whilehetormentshimself,Arganteswood,Waxedwearyofhisbedandofhisrest,Suchhateofpeace,andsuchdesireofblood,Suchthirstofglory,boiledinhisbreast;
Thatthoughhescantcouldstirorstandupright,Yetlongedhefortheappointeddaytofight。
LI
Thenightwhichthatexpecteddayforewent,ScantlythePaganclosedhiseyestosleep,Hetoldhownightherslidinghoursspent,Androseerespringingdaybegantopeep;
Hecalledforarmor,whichincontinentWasbroughtbyhimthatusedthesametokeep,ThatharnessricholdAladinehimgave,Aworthypresentforachampionbrave。
LII
Hedonnedthemon,notlongtheirricheseyed,Nordidheaughtwithsogreatweightincline,Hiswontedsworduponhisthighhetied,Thebladewasoldandtough,oftemperfine。
Aswhenacometfarandwidedescried,InscornofPhoebusmidstbrightheavendothshine,AndtidingssadofdeathandmischiefbringsTomightylords,tomonarchs,andtokings。
LIII
SoshonethePaganinbrightarmorclad,Androlledhiseyesgreatswollenwithireandblood,Hisdreadfulgesturesthreatenedhorrorsad,Anduglydeathuponhisforeheadstood;
NotoneofallhissquiresthecouragehadToapproachtheirmasterinhisangrymood,Abovehisheadheshookhisnakedblade,Andgainstthesubtleairvainbattlemade。
LIV
“TheChristianthief,“quothhe,“thatwassoboldTocombatmeinhardandsinglefight,Shallwoundedfallingloriousonthemould,Hislockswithclodsofbloodanddustbedight,AndlivingshallwithwateryeyesbeholdHowfromhisbackItearhisharnessbright,Norshallhisdyingwordsmesoentreat,ButthatI’llgivehisfleshtodogsformeat。“
LV
Likeasabullwhen,prickedwithjealousy,Hespiestherivalofhishotdesire,Throughallthefieldsdothbellow,roarandcry,Andwithhisthunderingvoiceaugmentshisire,Andthreateningbattletotheemptysky,Tearswithhishorneachtree,plant,bushandbrier,Andwithhisfootcastsupthesandonheight,Defyinghisstrongfoetodeadlyfight:
LVI
SuchwasthePagan’sfury,suchhiscry。
Aheraldcalledhethen,andthushespoke;
“Gotothecamp,andinmyname,defyThemanthatcombatsforhisJesus’sake;“
Thissaid,uponhissteedhemountedhigh,Andwithhimdidhisnobleprisonertake,Thetownhethusforsook,andonthegreenHeran,asmadorfrantichehadbeen。
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