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But since on others I shall see your might
Some here may wish to learn the warrior's name,
The good Rogero, and each noble lord
Not long they stay'd, ere Aldiger beheld,
Then thus Darphisa--- Wherefore such delay,
Rogero answer'---Ofth' invited train
---we form a solenn treat, in all must join to make the feast complete, soon liill the rest attendi---Vile thus he said, 85 His bold comperis the remnant foes survey'd: be traitors of Dagıza's line advance, delallis really to begin the dance.
There swarn'? the pumbers of Baganza's crew, with groaning mules in loaded wains, liat drew 00 Goll, vests, and precious vertin; while here were seen The captive brethren, witli djected mien; Who slowly rode, in shanerul slieckles bound, with laces, swords and bows, encompass'd round; And Bertola glicouse on either's prici) itas bean conferring with thie Noorish chief. Not Buovo's son, nor he* of Amon's strain, The traitor present, could their wrath contain, At once his spear in rest each warrior took; And each, it once the proud Maganzan struck. 100 One through his helm the deadly wound impress'ü; One drove the thrilling weapon through his breast. As Bertolagi by these knights was slain, Likeliin so perish all, iliat wrong maintain. At this Marphisd with Rogero tird,
105 No other signal for th' attack requir’d; And ere her spear she broke, the martial maid Low on the ground three warriors breathless laid. The other impious chief was worthy found, From fierce Rogero's spear to meet his wound:
He fell; and, by the same dire weapon slain,
Now here, now there, by tums Rogero liew 121
125 Whene'or descended cither trenchant steel ; IIelmet and corslets yielded where it came; As crackling sorewood to destroying flame. If e'er you saw, or e'er have heard the tale, How, when fierce factions in the hive prevail,
130 As to the standard in the fields of air, The buzzing legions for the fight prepare, Amidst them oft the hungry swallow pours, Rends, kills, or scatters, and whole troops devours : So think Marphisa, so Rogero rag'l;
135 Alike by turns each dastar! troop engag'd. But Ilichardetto, nor his kinsman chang'd The slaugliter thus; nor thus alternate rang'd; The band of Saracens untouch'd they leave, While all their furies to Maganza's cleave.
140 Rinaldo's brother, to the dauntless mind That fits a knight, had mighty prowess join’d;
And now the hatred le Maganza bore,
Ver. 163. And sends, divided in a crimson tide,
The corse in equal parts on cither side,
Nor, deadend there, &c.] These passages remind us of the wounds giren by kuightserrant in romances, so often ridiculed by Cervantes, and for which Ariosto is, with these authors, liable to the censure of extravagance. The host, who, like Don Quixote, is intoxicated with reading romances, makes the following culogium on these performances, in answer to the priest who had recommended history. “ Before God, your worship should have read what I have read concerning Felixmarte of Hyrcania, who with one back-stroke, cut asunder five giants in the middle, as if they had been so many bean-cods."
Jarvis's Don Quixote, Vol. I. B. iv, C.v.
Nor, deaden'd there, its dreadful fury stays,
165 But with his wretched lord the courser slays. From many a neck his falchion lops the head; Oft o'er the hips, sheer through the body sped, It parts the trunk: now five the rapid steel Severs at once---and more I fear to tell,
170 Lest truth should falschood seem : but Turpin fam’d, Who knew the truth, and what he knew proclaim’d, Leaves men to credit or reject his page, Which blazons deeds unknown in this degenerate
age. Alike appear'd Marphisa's martial ire,
175 Her foes all frozen, and herself all fire! While she no less attracts Rogero's gaze, Than he before might claim the virgin's praise : And as she deem'd him Mars, so, had he known His partner's sex, to equal wonder won
130 Of her great deeds, he sure had styl’d the fair The dread Bellona, patroness of war! Caught each from each, their kindling ardor rose, Dire emulation for their wretched foes! On whom they thus their mutual prowess show'd, 185 On nerve, on bone, on limbs all drench'd in blood. Full soon the might of these resistless four Dispers’d each camp, and broke their strongest power. Who hop'd to 'scape, his limbs from armour freed, And stript in lighter vesture urg'd his speed. 190 Happy the man whose courser swiftest flies, No common pace his safety now supplies; While he, who wants a steed, laments the harms That more on foot attend the trade of arms.