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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: LV
Like as a bull when, pricked with jealousy,
He spies the rival of his hot desire,
Through all the fields doth bellow, roar and cry,
And with his thundering voice augments his ire,
And threatening battle to the empty sky,
Tears with his horn each tree, plant, bush and brier,
And with his foot casts up the sand on height,
Defying his strong foe to deadly fight:
LVI
Such was the Pagan's fury, such his cry.
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