The King Marsile, on seeing Baligant,

Summoned two Spanish Saracens, and bade

His body to be raised that he might sit.

With his left hand he took a glove, and thus

He spoke:—"Sir King and Emir, all my lands

And kingdoms, Sarraguce, domains and fiefs

But wreck and ruin—Subjects, wealth—all lost."

Answered the Emir:—"I, so much the more,

Grieve for thy sorrow; but for longer speech

I can not stay; for Carle, I know, will not

Be still. But, nathless, I receive the glove."

O'erwhelmed with sorrow, weeping he departs;

The palace steps descending, mounts his horse

And spurs him towards the waiting hosts so fast,

That of the foremost ranks he takes the lead;

And cries aloud, going from man to man:

"Haste, Pagans! On!—Already flee the Franks."

Aoi.