"Were it not better to the field to go,

  Where aye thy breath with glory may be spent?

  There, should Rogero chance to lay thee low,

  He to have slain thee haply may repent;

  But, should his faulchion deal the mortal blow,

  What death could ever yield thee more content?

  Reason it were thou should'st by him be slain,

  Who dooms thee living to such passing pain.