XXXV
The Turk, close in his hollow cloud imbarred,
Unseen, at will did all the prease behold,
These heavy speeches of the king he heard,
Who thus from lofty siege his pleasure told;
"My lords, last day our state was much impaired,
Our friends were slain, killed were our soldiers bold,
Great helps and greater hopes are us bereft,
Nor aught but aid from Egypt land is left:
XXXVI
"And well you see far distant is that aid,
Upon our heels our danger treadeth still,
For your advice was this made,
Each what he thinketh speak, and what he will.
The Turk, close in his hollow cloud imbarred,
Unseen, at will did all the prease behold,
These heavy speeches of the king he heard,
Who thus from lofty siege his pleasure told;
"My lords, last day our state was much impaired,
Our friends were slain, killed were our soldiers bold,
Great helps and greater hopes are us bereft,
Nor aught but aid from Egypt land is left:
XXXVI
"And well you see far distant is that aid,
Upon our heels our danger treadeth still,
For your advice was this made,
Each what he thinketh speak, and what he will.
Tasso - Jerusalem Delivered
