Oh, fair dream-city, in which the highest passions of the spirit have found a dwelling-place-with the rankest weeds of vice-in which so many human hearts have suffered and Strived and starved for beauty's sake, in which always there have lived laughter and agony and tears, where Liberty was cherished as well as murdered, and where Love has redeemed a thousand crimes, I, though an Englishman, found tears in my eyes because on that day of history your beauty was still unspoilt.
"The Soul of the War"
Philip Gibbs
And while we Strived together whether way we might take, the theeves returned, laiden with their pray, and perceived us a farre off by the light of the Moon: and after they had known us, one of them gan say, Whither goe you so hastely?
"The Golden Asse"
Lucius Apuleius
X "I think," quoth he, "on this distressed town, The aged Queen of Judah's ancient land, Now lost, now sacked, spoiled and trodden down, Whose fall in vain I Strived to withstand, A small revenge for Sion's fort o'erthrown, That head can be, cut off by my strong hand."
"Jerusalem Delivered"
Torquato Tasso