"For him no less secure is Sericane,

  Than twice for me has been his France," he said,

  And pricked for Arles, along the road most plain,

  And in its haven found the fleet arrayed.

  Freighted with him, the steed and Durindane,

  A well-rigged galley from that harbour weighed.

  Of these hereafter! — I, at other call,

  Now quit Rinaldo, king, and France, and all.