The sunny day had passed, the shades of night

Had fallen; bright the moonlight; all the stars

In heaven shone. Carle ruled in Sarraguce.

Unto one thousand men he gave command

To search throughout the city's synagogues

And mosques for all their idols and graved signs

Of gods—these to be broken up and crushed

By ax and iron mallet he ordains.

Nor sorcery nor falsehood left. King Carle

Believes in God and serves him faithfully.

Then bishops bless the fountains, leading up

The Heathens to the blest baptismal Font.

If one perchance resist the King, condemned

Is he to die, or hanged, or burnt, or slain.

More than one hundred thousand are baptized

True Christians; but not so Queen Bramimunde:

A captive shall she go unto sweet France

And be converted by the King through love.

Aoi.