Káús feels destruction nigh, And cries: "For Rustem's needful succour fly!

The county Leitrim-man had made his way with excessive toil about a league ere he was met, and glad enough was he to see his succour approach.

The Sun of Righteousness on me Hath rose, with healing in His wings; Withered my nature's strength, from Thee My soul its life and succour brings; My help is all laid up above; Thy nature, and Thy name, is Love.

The sight whereof did make us both to dread, But specially your daughter Amadine, Who for I saw no succour incident, But in Segasto's valour, I grew desperate, And he most coward-like began to fly.

But let us rather turn for a moment to the prose of a man who, also reared in hardship's school, had learnt to succour misery.

Perchance that I might learn what pity is, That I might laugh at erring men no more, Secure in my own strength as heretofore, My soul hath fallen from her state of bliss: Nor know I under any flag but this How fighting I may 'scape those perils sore, Or how survive the rout and horrid roar Of adverse hosts, if I Thy succour miss.