HefearedwithinapilesofortifiedSomesecrettreasonorenchantmentlay，Buthadheknowneventhereheshouldhavedied，Yetshouldhislooksnosignoffearbetray；
Forwheresoeverwillorchancehimguide，Hisstrongvictorioushandstillmadehimway：
Yetforthecombathemustshortlymake，Nonewadventureslistheundertake。
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Beforethecastle，inameadowplainBesidethebridge’send，hestayedandstood，NorwasentreatedbythespeechesvainOfhisfalseguide，topassbeyondtheflood。
Uponthebridgeappearedawarlikeswain，Fromtoptotoeallcladinarmorgood，Whobrandishingabroadandcuttingsword，Thusthreateneddeathwithmanyanidleword。
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“Othou，whomchanceorwillbringstothesoil，WherefairArmidadoththesceptreguide，Thoucanstnotfly，ofarmsthyselfdespoil，Andletthyhandswithironchainsbetied；
Enterandresttheefromthywearytoil。
Withinthisdungeonshaltthousafeabide，Andneverhopeagaintoseetheday，Orthatthyhairforageshallturntogray；
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“ExceptthouswearhervaliantknightstoaidAgainstthosetraitorsoftheChristiancrew。“
Tancredatthisdiscoursealittlestayed，Hisarms，hisgesture，andhisvoiceheknew：
ItwasRambaldo，whoforthatfalsemaidForsookhiscountryandreligiontrue，Andofthatfortdefenderchiefbecame，Andthosevilecreaturesstablishedinthesame。
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Thewarrioranswered，blushingredforshame，“Cursedapostate，andungraciouswight，IamthatTancredwhodefendthenameOfChrist，andhavebeenayehisfaithfulknight；
HisrebelfoescanIsubdueandtame，Asthoushaltfindbeforeweendthisfight；
Andthyfalseheartcleftwiththisvengefulsword，ShallfeeltheireofthyforsakenLord。“
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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。
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Thenoblebaronwhethiscouragehot，Andbuskedhimboldlytothedreadfulfight；
Uponhishorselongwhilehetarriednot，BecauseonfoothesawthePaganknight，Whounderneathhistrustyshieldwasgot，Hisswordwasdrawn，closedwashishelmetbright，Gainstwhomtheprincemarchedonastatelypace，Wrathinhisvoice，rageinhiseyesandface。
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Hisfoe，hisfuriouschargenotwellabiding，Traversedhisground，andstatedhereandthere，Buthe，thoughfaintandwearybothwithriding，Yetfollowedfastandstilloppressedhimnear，AndonwhatsidehefeltRambaldosliding，Onthathisforcesmostemployedwere；
Nowathishelm，notathishauberkbright，Hethunderedblows，nowathisfaceandsight。
XXXIX
Againstthosenumbersbatterychiefhemaketh，Whereinman’slifekeepschiefestresidence；
AthisproudthreatstheGascoignwarriorquaketh，Anduncouthfearappalledeverysense，Tonimbleshiftstheknighthimselfbetaketh，Andskippethhereandthereforhisdefence：
Nowwithhisrage，nowwithhistrustyblade，Againsthisblowshegoodresistancemade。
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Yetnosuchquicknessfordefenceheused，Asdidtheprincetoworkhimharmandscathe；
Hisshieldwascleftintwain，hishelmetbruised，Andinhisbloodisotherarmsdidbathe；
Onhimheheapedblows，withthrustsconfused，Andmoreorlesseachstrokeannoyedhimhath；
Hefeared，andinhistroubledbosomstroveRemorseofconscience，shame，disdainandlove。
XLI
Atlastsocarelessfouldespairhimmade，Hemeanttoprovehisfortuneillorgood，Hisshieldcastdown，hetookhishelplessbladeInbothhishands，whichyethaddrawnnoblood，Andwithsuchforceupontheprincehelaid，Thatneitherplatenormailtheblowwithstood，Thewickedsteelseizeddeepinhisrightside，Andwithhisstreamingbloodhisbasesdyed：
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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。
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Amidthosewitchcraftsandthatuglyshade，Nofurthercouldtheprincepursuethechase，Nothinghesaw，yetforwardstillhemade，Withdoubtfulsteps，andillassuredpace；
Atlasthisfootuponathresholdtrad，Anderehewist，heenteredhadtheplace；
Withghastlynoisethedoor-leavesshutbehind，Andclosedhimfastinprisondarkandblind。
XLVI
AsinourseasintheCommachianBay，Asillyfish，withstreamsenclosed，striveth，ToshunthefuryandavoidtheswayWherewiththecurrentinthatwhirlpooldriveth，Yetseekethallinvain，butfindsnowayOutofthatwateryprison，whereshediveth：
Forwithsuchforcetherebethetidesinbrought，Thereenterethallthatwill，thenceissuethnaught：
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Thisprisonsoentrappedthatvaliantknight；
Ofwhichthegatewasframedbysubtletrain，Toclosewithoutthehelpofhumanwight，Sosurenonecouldundotheleavesagain；
Againstthedoorshebendedallhismight，Butallhisforceswereemployedinvain，Atlastavoicegantohimloudlycall，“Yieldthee，“quothit，“thouartArmida’sthrall。“
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“WithinthisdungeonburiedshaltthouspendTheres’dueofthywofuldaysandyears；“
Thechampionslistnotmorewithwordscontend，Butinhisheartkeptclosehisgriefsandfears，Heblamedlove，chanceganhereprehend，Andgainstenchantmenthugecomplaintsherears。
“Itweresmallloss，“softlyhethusbegun，“Tolosethebrightnessoftheshiningsun；
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“ButI。alas，thegoldenbeamforegoOfmyfarbrightersun；norcanIsayIfthesepooreyesshalle’erbeblessedso，Asonceagaintoviewthatshiningray：“
ThenthoughtheonhisproudCircassianfoe，Andsaid，“Ah！howshallIperformthatfray？
He，andtheworldwithhim，willTancredblame，Thisismygrief，myfault，mineendlessshame。“
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Whilethosehighspiritsofthischampiongood，Withloveandhonor’scarearethusoppressed，Whilehetormentshimself，Arganteswood，Waxedwearyofhisbedandofhisrest，Suchhateofpeace，andsuchdesireofblood，Suchthirstofglory，boiledinhisbreast；
Thatthoughhescantcouldstirorstandupright，Yetlongedhefortheappointeddaytofight。
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Thenightwhichthatexpecteddayforewent，ScantlythePaganclosedhiseyestosleep，Hetoldhownightherslidinghoursspent，Androseerespringingdaybegantopeep；
Hecalledforarmor，whichincontinentWasbroughtbyhimthatusedthesametokeep，ThatharnessricholdAladinehimgave，Aworthypresentforachampionbrave。
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Hedonnedthemon，notlongtheirricheseyed，Nordidheaughtwithsogreatweightincline，Hiswontedsworduponhisthighhetied，Thebladewasoldandtough，oftemperfine。
Aswhenacometfarandwidedescried，InscornofPhoebusmidstbrightheavendothshine，AndtidingssadofdeathandmischiefbringsTomightylords，tomonarchs，andtokings。
LIII
SoshonethePaganinbrightarmorclad，Androlledhiseyesgreatswollenwithireandblood，Hisdreadfulgesturesthreatenedhorrorsad，Anduglydeathuponhisforeheadstood；
NotoneofallhissquiresthecouragehadToapproachtheirmasterinhisangrymood，Abovehisheadheshookhisnakedblade，Andgainstthesubtleairvainbattlemade。
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“TheChristianthief，“quothhe，“thatwassoboldTocombatmeinhardandsinglefight，Shallwoundedfallingloriousonthemould，Hislockswithclodsofbloodanddustbedight，AndlivingshallwithwateryeyesbeholdHowfromhisbackItearhisharnessbright，Norshallhisdyingwordsmesoentreat，ButthatI’llgivehisfleshtodogsformeat。“
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Likeasabullwhen，prickedwithjealousy，Hespiestherivalofhishotdesire，Throughallthefieldsdothbellow，roarandcry，Andwithhisthunderingvoiceaugmentshisire，Andthreateningbattletotheemptysky，Tearswithhishorneachtree，plant，bushandbrier，Andwithhisfootcastsupthesandonheight，Defyinghisstrongfoetodeadlyfight：
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SuchwasthePagan’sfury，suchhiscry。
Aheraldcalledhethen，andthushespoke；
“Gotothecamp，andinmyname，defyThemanthatcombatsforhisJesus’sake；“
Thissaid，uponhissteedhemountedhigh，Andwithhimdidhisnobleprisonertake，Thetownhethusforsook，andonthegreenHeran，asmadorfrantichehadbeen。