XCIII
Fear, cruelty, grief, horror, sorrow, pain,
Run through the field, in divers shapes,
Death might you see triumphant on the plain,
Drowning in blood him that from blows escapes.
Fear, cruelty, grief, horror, sorrow, pain,
Run through the field, in divers shapes,
Death might you see triumphant on the plain,
Drowning in blood him that from blows escapes.
Tasso - Jerusalem Delivered
