Rollánd raised to his lips the olifant,

Drew a deep breath, and blew with all his force.

High are the mountains, and from peak to peak

The sound re-echoes; thirty leagues away

'Twas heard by Carle and all his brave compeers.

Cried the king:—"Our men make battle!—" Ganelon

Retorts in haste:—"If thus another dared

To speak, we should denounce it as a lie."

Aoi.