Forontheirpartthegreatestslaughterlight，Theyhadnosheltergainstsosharpashower，Someleftonlivebetookthemselvestoflight，Sofearedtheythisdeadlythunderingtower：
　　ButSolymanstayedlikeavaliantknight，Andsomewithhim，thattrustedinhispower，Arganteswithalongbeechtreeinhand，Ranthither，thishugeenginetowithstand：
　　L
　　Withthishepushedthetower，andbackitdrivesThelengthofallhistree，awondrousway，Thehardyvirginbyhissidearrives，TohelpArgantesinthishardassay：
　　Thebandthatusedtheram，thisseasonstrivesTocutthecords，whereinthewoolpackslay，Whichdone，thesacksdowninthetrenchesfall，Andtothebatterynakedleftthewall。
　　LI
　　Thetowerabove，therambeneathdoththunder，Whatlimeandstonesuchpuissancecouldabide？
　　Thewallbegan，newbruisedandcrushedasunder，Herwoundedlaptoopenbroadandwide，GodfreyhimselfandhisbroughtsafelyunderTheshatteredwall，wheregreatestbreachhespied，Himselfhesavesbehindhismightytarge，Ashieldnotusedbutinsomedesperatecharge。
　　LII
　　FromhenceheseeswhereSolymandescends，Downtothethresholdofthegapingbreach，AndthereitseemsthemightyprinceintendsGodfredo’shopedentrancetoimpeach：
　　Argantes，andwithhimthemaid，defendsThewallsabove，towhichthetowerdothreach，Hisnobleheart，whenGodfreythisbeheld，Withcouragenewwithwrathandvalorswelled。
　　LIII
　　HeturnedaboutandtogoodSigierespake，Whobarehisgreatestshieldandmightybow，“Thatsureandtrustytargetletmetake，ImpenetrableisthatshieldIknow，OvertheseruinswillIpassagemake，Andenterfirst，thewayiseathandlow，AndtimerequiresthatbysomenoblefeatIshouldmakeknownmystrengthandpuissancegreat。“
　　LIV
　　Hescanthadspoken，scantreceivedthecharge，Whenonhislegasuddenshafthimhit，Andthroughthatpartaholemadewideandlarge，Wherehisstrongsinewsfastenedwereandknit。
　　Clorinda，thouthisarrowdidstdischarge，AndletthePagansblessthyhandforit，ForbythatshotthousavedstthemthatdayFrombondagevile，fromdeathandsuredecay。
　　LV
　　Thewoundedduke，asthoughhefeltnopain，Stillforwardwent，andmountedupthebreachHishighattemptatfirsthenouldrefrain，Andaftercalledhislordswithcheerfulspeech；
　　Butwhenhislegcouldnothisweightsustain，Hesawhiswilldidfarhispoweroutreach，Andmorehestrovehisgriefincreasedthemore，Theboldassaultheleftatlengththerefore：
　　LVI
　　AndwithhishandhebeckonedGuelphonear，Andsaid，“Imustwithdrawmetomytent，Myplaceandpersoninmineabsencebear，Supplymywant，letnotthefightrelent，Igo，andwillerelongagainbehere；
　　Igoandstraightreturn：“thissaid，hewent，Onalightsteedheleaped，ando’erthegreenHerode，butrodenot，ashethought，unseen。
　　LVII
　　WhenGodfreyparted，partedeketheheart，。
　　ThestrengthandfortuneoftheChristianbands，。
　　Courageincreasedintheiradversepart，Wrathintheirhearts，andvigorintheirhands：
　　Valor，success，strength，hardinessandart，Failedintheprincesofthewesternlands，Theirswordswereblunt，faintwastheirtrumpet’sblast，Theirsunwasset，orelsewithcloudso’ercast。
　　LVIII
　　UponthebulwarksnowappearedboldThatfearfulbandthatlatefordreadwasfled！
　　ThewomenthatClorinda’sstrengthbehold，Theircountry’slovetowarencouraged，Theyweaponsgot，andfightlikementheywould，Theirgownstuckedup，theirlockswerelooseandspread，Sharpdartstheycast，andwithoutdreadorfear，Exposedtheirbreaststosavetheirfortressdear。
　　LIX
　　ButthatwhichmostdismayedtheChristianknights，AndaddedcouragetothePagansmost，WasGuelpho’ssuddenfallinallmen’ssights，Whotumbledheadlongdown，hisfootinglost，Amightystoneupontheworthylights，Butwhenceitcamenonewist，norfromwhatcoast；
　　Andwithlikeblow，whichmoretheirheartsdismayed，BesidehimlowindustoldRaymondlaid：
　　LX
　　AndEustaceekewithintheditcheslarge，Tonarrowshiftsandlastextremestheydrive，UpontheirfoessofiercethePaganscharge，Andwithgood-fortunesotheirblowstheygive，Thatwhomtheyhit，inspiteofhelmortarge，Theydeeplywound，orelseoflifedeprive。
　　AtthistheirgoodsuccessArgantesproud，Waxingmorefell，thusroaredandcriedaloud：
　　LXI
　　“ThisisnotAntioch，northeeveningdarkCanhelpyourprivysleightswithfriendlyshade，Thesunyetshines，yourfalsehoodcanwemark，Inotherwisethisboldassaultismade；
　　OfpraiseandgloryquenchedisthesparkThatmadeyoufirsttheseeasternlandsinvade，Whyceaseyounow？whytakeyounotthisfort？
　　What！areyouwearyforachargesoshort？“
　　LXII
　　Thusragedhe，andinsuchhellishsortIncreasedthefuryinthebrain-sickknight，ThatheesteemedthatlargeandamplefortToostraitafield，whereintoprovehismight，Therewherethebreachhadframedanew-madeport，Himselfheplaced，withnimbleskipsandlight，Heclearedthepassageout，andthushecriedToSolyman，thatfoughtclosebyhisside：
　　LXIII
　　“Come，Solyman，thetimeandplacebehold，Thatofourvalorswellmayjudgethedoubt，Whatsayestthou？amongsttheseChristiansbold，Firstleapheforththatholdshimselfmoststout：“
　　Whilethushiswillthemightychampiontold，BothSolymanandheatonceleapedout，Furythefirstprovoked，disdainthelast，Whoscornedthechallengeerehislipsitpassed。
　　LXIV
　　Upontheirfoesunlooked-fortheyflew，Eachspitedotherforhisvirtue’ssake，Somanysoldiersthisfiercecoupleslew，Somanyshieldstheycleftandhelmstheybreak，Somanyladderstotheearththeythrew，Thatwelltheyseemedamountthereoftomake，Orelsesomevamurefittosavethetown，InsteadofthattheChristianslatebeatdown。
　　LXV
　　ThefolkthatstrovewithrageandhastebeforeWhofirstthewallandrampireshouldascend，Retire，andforthathonorstrivenomore，Scantlytheycouldtheirlimbsandlivesdefend，Theyfled，theirengineslostthePaganstoreInpiecessmall，theirramstonaughttheyrend，AndallunfitforfurtherservicemakeWithsogreatforceandragetheirbeamstheybrake。
　　LXVI
　　ThePagansrantransportedwiththeirire，Nowhere，nowthere，andwofulslaughterswrought，Atlasttheycalledfordevouringfire，Twoburningpinesagainstthetowertheybrought，Sofromthepalaceoftheirhellishsire，Whenallthisworldtheywouldconsumetonaught，Thefurysisterscomewithfireinhands，Shakingtheirsnakylocksandsparklingbrands：
　　LXVII
　　ButnobleTancred，whothiswhileappliedGraveexhortationstohisboldLatines，Whenoftheseknightsthewondrousactshespied，Andsawthechampionswiththeirburningpines，Helefthistalk，andthitherforthwithhied，TostoptherageofthosefellSaracines。
　　Andwithsuchforcethefighthethererenewed，Thatnowtheyfledandlostwholatepursued。
　　LXVIII
　　Thuschangedthestateandfortuneofthefray，Meanwhilethewoundedduke，ingriefandteen，Withinhisgreatpavilionrichandgay，GoodSigiereandBaldwinstoodbetween；
　　Hisotherfriendswhomhismishapdismay，Withgriefandtearsaboutassembledbeen：
　　Hestroveinhastetheweaponouttowind，Andbrokethereed，butlefttheheadbehind。
　　LXIX
　　Hebadethemtakethespeediestwaytheymight，Ofthatunluckyhurttomakehimsound，Andtolayopethedepththereoftosight，Hewilledthemopen，searchandlancethewound，“Sendmeagain，“quothhe，“toendthisfight，Beforethesunbesunkenunderground；“
　　Andleaningonabrokenspear，hethrustHislegstraightout，tohimthatcureitmust。
　　LXX
　　Erotimus，bornonthebanksofPo，Washethatundertooktocuretheknight，Allwhatgreenherbsorwaterspurecoulddo，Heknewtheirpower，theirvirtue，andtheirmight，Anoblepoetwasthemanalso，Butinthissciencehadamoredelight，Hecouldrestoretohealthdeath-woundedmen，Andmaketheirnamesimmortalwithhispen。
　　LXXI
　　Themightydukeyetneverchangedcheer，Butgrievedtoseehisfriendslamentingstand；
　　Theleechpreparedhisclothsandcleansinggear，Andwithabelthisgownabouthimband，NowwithhisherbsthesteelyheadtotearOutofthefleshheproved，nowwithhishand，Nowwithhishand，nowwithhisinstrumentHeshakedandpluckedit，yetnotforthitwent。
　　LXXII
　　Hislaborvain，hisartprevailednaught，Hisluckwasill，althoughhisskillweregood，Tosuchextremesthewoundedprincehebrought，Thatwithfellpainheswoonedashestood：
　　Buttheangelpure，thatkepthim，wentandsoughtDivinedictamnum，outofIdawood，Thisherbisrough，andbearsapurpleflower，Andinhisbuddingleavesliesallhispower。
　　LXXIII
　　KindnaturefirstuponthecraggycliftBewrayedthisherbuntothemountaingoat，Thatwhenhersidesacruelshafthathrift，Withitsheshakesthereedoutofhercoat；
　　Thisinamomentfetchedtheangelswift，AndbroughtfromIdahill，thoughfarremote，ThejuicewhereofinapreparedbathUnseentheblessedspiritpouredhath。
　　LXXIV
　　PurenectarfromthatspringofLydiathan，Andpanacesdivinethereinhethrew，Thecunningleechtobathethewoundbegan，Andofitselfthesteelyheadoutflew；
　　Thebleedingstanched，novermiledropoutran，Thelegagainwaxedstrongwithvigornew：
　　Erotimuscriedout，“ThishurtandwoundNohumanartorhandsosoonmakessound：
　　LXXV
　　“SomeangelgoodIthinkcomedownfromskiesThysurgeonis，forhereplaintokensareOfgracedivinewhichtothyhelpapplies，Thyweapontakeandhasteagaintowar。“
　　Inpreciousclothshislegthechieftainties，Naughtcouldthemanfrombloodandfightdebar；
　　Asturdylanceinhisrighthandhebraced，Hisshieldhetook，andonhishelmetlaced：
　　LXXVI
　　Andwithathousandknightsandbaronsbold，Towardthetownhehastedfromhiscamp，IncloudsofdustwasTitan’sfaceenrolled，Trembledtheearthwhereontheworthiesstamp，Hisfoesfaroffhisdreadfullooksbehold，Whichintheirheartsofcouragequenchedthelamp，Achillingfearrancoldthrougheveryvein，LordGodfreyshoutedthriceandallhistrain：