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Who vests and armour won from chicfs o’ertlırown,
In armour dight, he mounted on his steed,
460 Now-near they drew where Algier's monarch stood To guard the bridge; and now arriv'd in sight, The ready watchman to the Pagan knight The wonted signal gave, and lo! with speed His squire attending brought his arms and steed: 465 His arms were lac'd, his foaming courser rein'd, What time good Brandimart the banks had gain'd: Then with a thundering voice in impious pridc, To Brandimart the ruthless Pagan cry'd: Whoe'er thou art, by fortune hither led
170 Through error or design these shores to tread, Alight---despoil thine arms---and yonder tomh Grace with the troplıy ere I seal thy doom; And give thy life a victim, for the sake Of her pale ghost---then shall my fury take 475 What thou may'st now thy willing offering make.
He ended--Brandimart indignant burn’d, And answer with his spear in rest return'd :
Battoldo spurr’d (his gentle courser's name
185 And, ofi, as fortune channel on either side IIad headlung plung’l, now run without dismay, Nor fear'd the perils of the downward way. Battoldo little used such path to keel, Shook in carh joinč to view the fearful steep: 490 Trembles the bridge, aiid to the burihen bands; The bridise, whose sides nor fence nor rail defends, Alike their beam-like spcars the warriors drove, Such as they grew amid their native grove: Alike they rush'd, and in the meeting strife, 193 Well far'd each generous steed to 'scape with life; Yet both at once before the shock gave way, And on the bridge beneath their riders lay ; The spur had rouz’d them, but the plank unmeet No space afforded to their foundering feet : 500 Plung'il in the stream both equal fortume found, And with ilivir fall wale waves and skies resound, So roar'd out Po, receiving in his tide The youth * that ill his father's light couldi guide. Prone sunk the coursers with the ponderons weight 500 Of either knight that firmly kept his deat: While to the river's secret bed they fell, To searchı what nymphı or naiad there miglit dwell,
Not this the first or second venturous le:p
Ah! Rodomont, by her, whom dead thy soul 525
She said; and such persuasive prayers ad:tress'u 530 As touch'd the Pagan king's obdurate breast; Then to her lord his saving hand he gave, Her lord whom buried deep beneath the wave His courser held; where without thirst he quaif': Compell'a from rushing streams the plentcouscht.
But cre the l'agan would his aid afford
511 He took from Braudiinart his helm and sword, Then drew the kniplit half lifeless to the shore, And clos’d, with others, in the marble tower.
Soon as the dame beheld him prisoner led, 515 All comfort from her tender bosom fled; Yet less she mourn’d than at the dreadful sight When late the streani o'erwhelm'd her faithful knight. Now self-reproach oppress'd her gentle thought; By her the luckless chief was thither brought; 530 By her he tell, by her was captive made; And Flordelis her Brandimart betray'd !
Departing thence she ponder'd in her mind Some gallant knight of Pepin's court to find : The Paladin Rinaldo far renown'd,
555 Guido, or Sansonetto, fearless found At all assays, some chief whose matchless hand Might dare the Saracen by flood or land; Who though not braver than her own true knight, With sortune more to friend might wage the fight. 560 Full long she journey'd ere she chanc'd to greet A champion for such bold encounter meet : Whose arm in battle might the task atchieve, T'o'erthrow the Pagan and her lord relieve From cruel thrall: full many a day she sought 565 Till chance before her sight a warrior brought Of gallant mien, whose arms a surcoat bore With trunks of cypress fair embroider'd o'er : But who the knight, some future time shall tell, First turn to what at Paris' walls befel,
Ver. 569.---some future time shall till, Ile returns to Flordelis, Book XXXV. ver. 215.
Where deep destruction crushi'd the Moorish bands
The countless numbers chas'd in speedy flight,
Marsilius thus, alike Sobrino sage
urge his flight, while by Rinaldo led 595