"Win him who will, in war and strife, I more Desire in peace to make the steed my own:
From the world's further side, did I of yore Wend hitherward, and for this end alone.
Having the courser, he mistakes me sore, That thinks the prize by me will be foregone.
Him would Rinaldo conquer, let him fare To Ind, as I to France have made repair.
