For Bradamant no more her courser wheeled,

  But turned her back upon the foes o'erthrown.

  They, that intent to gain the golden shield,

  Had sought a land so distant from their own,

  Rising in sullen silence from the field

  (For speech with all their hardihood was gone)

  Appeared as stupefied by their surprise,

  Nor to Ulania dared to lift their eyes.