Said Blancandrin: "The Franks are noble, but

Those Dukes, those Counts harm much their lord, who give

To him such counsels, wronging him and all."

Ganelon answered: "No man, save Rollánd,

Know I, who should this blame incur; it was

But yestermorn, the King sat in the shade,

When Rollánd came before him, all encased

In glittering arms, fresh from the siege and sack

Of Carcasonne, holding an apple red;

And thus his uncle greeted: 'Sire, behold!

I lay the crowns of all Kings at your feet.'

Swift punishment should overtake such pride,

For ev'ry day he blindly runs to death.

Were he but slain, all lands might rest in peace."

Aoi.