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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Jerusalem Delivered by Torquato Tasso: XXXVI
He wept not, for the night her curtain spread
Between his cause of weeping and his eyes,
But still he mourned and on sharp vengeance fed,
And thinks he conquers, if revenged he dies;
He thirsts the Soldan's heathenish blood to shed,
And yet his own at less than naught doth prize,
Nor can he tell whether he liefer would,
Or die himself, or kill the Pagan bold.
XXXVII
At last, "Is this right hand," quoth he, "so weak,
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