Marsile took by the shoulder Ganelon

And told him:—"Thou hast wisdom and art brave.

By that great law ye hold the best, beware

Thy heart fails not. Rich treasures will I give

To thee: ten mules laden with purest gold

From Araby; each year shall bring the like.

Meantime of this great city take the keys,

And in my name present this wealth to Carle.

But let Rollánd be ordered to the rear.

If in the pass or mount I find the knight,

I swear to give him combat to the death."

Says Ganelon:—"Methinks too long I stay."—

He mounts his horse and goes upon his way.

Aoi.