Ev'u Doralis whose streaming eyes bewuil
Her noble lover senseless, cold, ani pale,

51) Even she perchance had join'd the general voice, But sense of shame, that curbs the female choice, Forbade her speech-ayat such his charms of lace, llis courage, virtue, every winning grace, That she who unico liad prov'd her warering heart 520 So prompt to feel the point of Cupiil's dart, Rather than robb’d of love's soft bliss to live, lier charms would gladly to Rogero give. Her joys on living Mandricardo fed, But what can profit Vandricardo dead?

525 Beliores lier now 10 seck another guide, Vigorous and young, thiei erer at her side, Ilight night and div fer all her wants provide,

Meanwhile a leech of every leech best read In healing arts, was to ilogero led;

530 Each wounil cafloril, he soon with looks assur'd Pronounc'd the meble knight of lite securd. Now bude king gramunt with friendly care Rogero to his royal tent to bear, By night, by day io have him ever near,

535 So dear he lov'd lim, held his life so dcar. Behind his bed on high the monarch plac'd The shield and arms that Nandricardo graced, Save Durindana, that all-famous sword, Now made the prize of Sericana's lord : Rogero won his arms and gallant steed, Which good Anglante's knight in madness freed; But him to Agramant Rogero gives, Hlbo gladly at his hand the gift receives,


Now leave we these awhile, and change ille strain 515
To her who for Rogero mourns in vain :
'Tis mine to tell the heart-consuming cares
That Bradamant for her Rogero bears.

Hippalca now to Mount Albano came,
With certain tidings to the love-sick dame: 550
She told how late by Rodomont beset,
She lost Frontino, how at length she met
With Richardetto at the wizard's fount,
Rogero, and the lords of Agrismont;
That thence Rogero hasten'd to demand

Frontino taken from a damsel's hand;
But straying from the path, he fail'd to find
The Sarzan prince, and miss'd the fight design'd.
Then (as he will’d) the trusty maid explain’d
What from Albano's walls the youth detain'd. 560

Thus she, and from her breast the lines she drew,
Those lines, which now the dame with alter'd hue
More sad than pleas'd receiv'd, with beating heart
Perusing that which little eas'd her smart :
For while she hop'd on him to feast her eye, 565
She found his words alone her bliss supply.
Hence on her lovely features mix'd appear
Soft disappointment and intruding fear;
Yet oft the leaf she kiss'd, while still she bent
Her thoughts on him whose hand the greeting sent. 570
Her sighs are fires to burn the amorous page,
IIer tears are rivers that the heat assuage.
How oft she reads---how oft again inquires
What more from him, the lord of her desires,

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Ver. 515. Now leuve we these ---] He returns to Rogero and Agri mant, Book sxxi. ver, 577.

The damsel brought; again the truth she knows; 575
Again she fears---again hier sorrow flows;
And still had flow'd---but hope again repress’d:
The doubts and fears that shook her tender breast.
Rogero said (and to Hippalca vow'd
By every saint to make his promise good)

580 Some twenty days should see her weep no more, But to her sight her absent mate restore.

Ah! who can Fortune's fickle turns decide That holds her rule o'er every state? (she cry’l) And chief in war, where every chance we prove, 585 Some chance may keep him ever from my love. Alas! Rogero, who would c'er divine That whilst I lov'd thee with a love like mine, Beyond myself---less friendship wouldst thou show To me, to all---than to thy greatest foe!

590 To those tbou should'st oppose, thou giv’st success, And whom thy arms should aid, thy arms oppress. Shall we with praise or blame thy deeds regard, That thus can punish and can thus reward? Hast thou not heard (a story known so well) 593 That by Troyano's arms thy father fell? And lo! thy sword Troyano's son attends, From shame preserves him and from death defends. Is this thy vengeance for a parent slain ? Shall those who combat for his sake obtain

000 Such dire return, that weltering in their gore Thou mak'st me still their wretched end deplore?

The damsel thus her absent knight reprores, And with her tears invokes whom niost she loves : Not once, but oft Hippalca (genuie maid)

60 Would sooth her woes, would oft the fair persuade

To trust Rogero, and with patient mind
Await the period to her fears assign’d.
?lippalca's words and hope with these imprest,
Ilope ever present in the wretch's breast,

Assuage her grief and urge her now to stay
At Mount Albano till th’expected day,
A day but ill observ’d---though him she lov’d,
For absence mourn'd unjustly she reprov'd,
Whom now one cause, another now detain'd, 615
And thus his seeming breach of faith constrain'd.

Meanwhile in anguish on his painful Led
The youthful knight his feeble members spread,
Struggling with death, from wounds receiv'd in fight,
From wounds inflicted by the Tartar knight. 620

Now came the day desir'd; from rosy morn
Till sable eve she waits his wish'd return;
No tidings known but what Hippalca brought;
And since her brother Richardetto taught,
How brave Rogero at his greatest need

His life had ransom'd and his kinsmen freed :
All this she gladly hears, but with it hears
What mingles with her joy intruding fears :
Much was the talk of her, for female charms
No less extoll’d, than noble feats of arms;

630 Marphisa she, who with Rogero's sword Had Afric's king to life and hope restor’d. So brave a friend might Bradainant approve, But here a thousand doubts alarm’d her love. No light suspicion had the dame possest,

635 That were Varphisa fair, as fame express’d,

Ver. C20. --his kinsmen freed :] Vivian and Malagigi. See Book


Such friendship mighi ly slow degrees impart
A warmer passion in his gentle heart.
But now sile cildin ile theutight: again she cheers
Her mind? wiili pipir; again by turas she fears; 640
At Muuni Albullo still resolves await
In all the wait oi keräisions state,
Tlie diy iflat in'st cecide her doubtfil fate.
As there she staye, the lord of that flir tower
Tho of his stilien tic title bors,

(1) (ivo: first in bitti1.! first in znik liey pac, Tortivo ia fliis assessed cariier chain) Kidade, who with hercial prowess won All praise from them, as from the stars the sun, The casile radiu al carly dawn of day,

650 One page alone attendant on his way.

While thus he passid, as wont, from place to place The light of fair Angelica to tiace, Near Paris' walls he heard thi’ unwch one hour Approach'd, that to the fell Maganzan's f power 635 Must Malagigi and must Vivian yield; And hence to Ayrismont his course he hell, Where soon he found that, frced from slavish bands By brave Rogero and Iarjihisa's hands, Their foes o’erthrown or slain, the broiler-pair 660 And Richardetto with thieir friends to share The general joy, to Mount Albano went: Rinaldo, at the great deliverance sent, No less rejoic'd; and deem'd each day a year That kept him far from those he held so deul. och

# Rinaldo.

† Guichardo, and Kichuaboy


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