Marphisa and the Child, of danger clear, Enter the paynim ramparts; and, with eyes Upturned, the Saracens, with humble cheer, Thank Heaven for the success of that emprize:
The paladins no longer are their fear;
The meanest Moor a hundred Franks defies;
And 'tis resolved, without repose, again To drench with Christian blood the thirsty plain.
