第54章 LXXXIV

"Comrade Rollanz, sound the olifant, I pray;If Charles hear, the host he'll turn again;Will succour us our King and baronage."

Answers Rollanz: "Never, by God, I say, For my misdeed shall kinsmen hear the blame, Nor France the Douce fall into evil fame!

Rather stout blows with Durendal I'll lay, With my good sword that by my side doth sway;Till bloodied o'er you shall behold the blade.

Felon pagans are gathered to their shame;I pledge you now, to death they're doomed to-day."