Classic Poem

With high disdain, great Lusignan beheld
His glorious ensigns all to earth o'erthrown;
With gen'rous rage his manly bosom swell'd,
And his vex'd sprite most grievously did groan,
Which sure mote move an heart of hardest stone;
Himself resolv'd to prove this Caliph's might,
And try the prowess of his arm alone;
Then did he soon address him for the fight,
And ran with beam-like spear agaiust the Paynim knight.