Olivier said: "So strong the Pagan host;

Our French, methinks, in number are too few;

Companion Rollánd, sound your horn, that Carle

May hear and send his army back to help."

Rollánd replies:—"Great folly would be mine,

And all my glory in sweet France be lost.

No, I shall strike great blows with Durendal;

To the golden hilt the blade shall reek with blood.

In evil hour the felon Pagans came

Unto the Pass, for all are doomed to die!"

Aoi.