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Chides his neglect, recalling to his thought
70 Ile Discord met, he ply'd his wings in haste : Again he found, where midst the monks she site, And at a chapter urg'd the dire debate : Pleas'd with their strife she view'd with joyful cye, Cast at each other, prayers and masses fiy.
275 With holy wrath the heavenly angel burn'd, Her by the locks he seiz’d, and seizing spurn'd; Then in his hand a crosier swift he took, And on her head, her arms, and shoulder broke. Mercy! ah, mercy! (loud the fury yelld,
280 While close the heavenly nunciate's knees she held) But Michael set not yet the fiend at large, Till to the Saracens, with weighty charge, He thus dismiss'd her---Hence! nor more forsake Yon hostile camp my heavier wrath to wake. 285
Though Discord, sorely bruis’d with back and breast The livid marks of many a stripe confess’d, Yet trembling more with fear of future harın, From the strong power of that angelic arm; Her bellows swift she seiz'd with kindled fire, 290 And store of fuel that might well conspire T' increase the flame, with which her ruthless art Lights up fell strife, that rankling in the heart, To Rodomont and Mandricardo spread, With good Rogero: these the fury led
Before the king, for now each peril o'er
Their quarrels toll, eaclı to the monarch shows
310 The nigiity strife, by joint consent delay'd, To give their friendly camp and sovereign aid. Rogero would annul his claim, and vow'd That if his honour Rodomont allou'd From him the steed unjustly to detain, And not in batile first the deed maintain. More to perplex their broils the Tartar knight Stept forth, and loud deny'd Rogero's right To bear the bird with silver wings display'd!: And, as he spoke, such rage liis bosom stay’d, 320 lic dard the three at once to combat call, By one sole trial to determine all: Alike the resi in mingleid inghit had closil, But that the king his bigh commands oppos'l. king gramant, that further strife may ccase,
32 With prayers and soothing words entreats the peace,
In vain he sooths and prays---with deafen’d car,
such conflict with the Tartar knight, 345 Marphisa and himself might lose their right To meet the son of Agrican in fight.
Not far from Paris' walls a tract of ground Was seen, a little mile in compass round; Where, in theatric guise, the stats disposil, 350 With gentle rise a middle space enclos’d. There once a castle stood, but now o’erthrown By wars and time no more the place was known. The lists were here design'd; with busy care The workmen clear’d the ground and forin'd a square
Of large extent, and fenc'd on cither hand,
356 With two wide gates, as ancient rites demand; And at the barrier's end, the lists to close, On either side a fair pavilion rose.
Now came the day, when swords must fix the right, Nam'd by the king, and wish'd hy either knight: 361 Plac'd in the tent that to the west appears, His giant limbs the king of Algiers rears, There bold Ferrau and Sacripant assist, With scaly hide to arm him for the list:
365 And where the castern gate its valves expands, With king Gradasso Falsirones stands, These for the son of Agrican * employ Their aid, to deck him with the arms of Troy. lligh on a lofty throne, in royal state,
370 The king of Spain and king of Afric sate : Next Stordilano and the peers were plac'd Above the rest, in rank and honours grac’d. Happy is he who on some rising height, Or tufted tree can sit to view the sight! Great is the press, and deep on every side, Through all the camp, was pour'd the mingled tide. Castilia's queen was present; many a queen And princess fair, with noble
mes were seen, Froin Arragon, Castile, Granada's land,
380 And near the bound where Atlas' pillars stand. There Stordilano's daughter, with the rest, Appears in robes of various colour drest : One vest was green, and one a paly red Of soften'd dye, like roses newly shed :
385 A garb Marphisa wore, that might proclaiin (Succinct and simple) both the knight and dame.
Like her apparell’d, near Thermodüon's food,
While now impatient throngs demand the fight, While oft their murmurs chide, and oft invite 395 Each tardy champion; sudden in their ear From Mandricardo's tent a noise they hear, Loud and more loud, deriv'd from wrathful words Between the Sericane and Tartar lords. Soon as the king of Sericane had drest
4007 The Tartar monarch in his martial vest, IIe stood prepar'd to gird the sword, which, try'd In battle oft, had grac'd Orlando's side, When DURINDANA on the hilt he views, And that device Almontes wont to use,
405 From whom, long since, beside a limpid brook, This sword, while yet a youth, Orlando took. Ile saw, and knew full well the famous sword, That arm’d the hand of great Anglante's lord; Which prize to gain he left his native shore, 410 With such a force as ne'er was seen before; And, some few years elaps’d, Castilia view'd, And France itself beneath his arms subdu'd. He marvelld now, by what strange means obtain’d He saw this sword in Mandricardo's hand,
415 Then ask'd what chance had given the fatal blade, And when and where he from the earl convey'd The precious prize---The Tartar prince reply'd : Erewhile in fight Orlando's force I try'd;