Whilethushesaid，theChristian’snobleguideFeltuncouthstrifeinhiscontentiousthought，Hethought，whatifhimselfinperzontriedThosewitchcraftsstrange，andbringthosecharmstonaught，Forsuchhedeemedthem，orelsewhereprovideFortimbereasiergotthoughfurthersought，Butfromhisstudyheatlastabraid，Calledbythehermitoldthattohimsaid：
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“Leaveoffthyhardythought，another’shandsOftheseherplantsthewooddispoilenshall，Now，nowthefatalshipofconquestlands，Hersailsarestruck，hersilveranchorsfall，Ourchampionbrokenhathhisworthlessbands，Andloosethfromthesoilwhichheldhimthrall，ThetimedrawsnighwhenourproudfoesinfieldShallslaughteredlie，andSion’sfortshallyield。“
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Thissaid，hisvisageshonewithbeamsdivine，Andmorethanmortalwashisvoice’ssound，Godfredo’sthoughttootheractsincline，Hisworkingbrainwasneveridlefound。