AT LOS ANGELES
 
 HISTORY 
 
 OF 
 
 Charles tfce <8teat 
 
 AND 
 
 iirlantio, 
 
 ASCRIBED TO ARCHBISHOP TURPIN ; 
 Translated from the Latin in 
 
 SPAN II E I M'S LIVES OF ECCLESIASTICAL WRITERS: 
 TOGETHER WITH THE 
 
 MOST CELEBRATED ANCIENT 
 
 RELATING TO THE 
 
 TWELVE PEERS OF FRANCE, 
 
 MENTIONED IN DON QUIXOTE ; 
 
 WfTH 
 
 ENGLISH METRICAL VERSIONS, 
 By THOMAS RODD. 
 
 IN TWO VOLUMES. 
 VOL. I. 
 
 LONDOJN: 
 
 PRINTED FOR T. RODD, 2, GREAT NEWPORT STREET, 
 ACRE; AUD T. BOOSEY, OLD ISUOAD STUELT. 
 
 1S152. 
 
 1054-5
 
 uinpioii. Printer, Middle Street, 
 Cloth 1'uir, London.
 
 PREFACE. 
 
 AS I can give the reader no better account of 
 Turpin's History than Mr. Ellis has favored us 
 with in his Specimens of Ancient Metrical 
 Romances, I shall merely transcribe what he 
 says upon the subject, and reserve further con- 
 siderations for the Preface to the Spanish JBal- 
 i , 
 lads. 
 
 "This Chronicle was composed before 1122, 
 with the title of ' Joannes Turpini Historia de vit 
 Caroli magni & Rolandi;' and it may be presum- 
 ed that the MSS. of such a history were formerly 
 very numerous, though it appears to have prin- 
 cipally derived its popularity from its French 
 metrical paraphrases and imitations, some of 
 which were probably of almost equal antiquity 
 with the original, and are alluded to by the 
 subsequent prose translators. 
 
 " The earliest of these, according to Fauchet, 
 was written by a certain Jehans, who, at the 
 instance of Regnault, Comte de Boulogne & de 
 Daumartin (then detained as a prisoner by Philip 
 Auguste), turned into French prose a Latin 
 copy of Turpin, which he found in the archives 
 of St. Denis. A copy of this work is still pre- 
 served in MS. inBibl. Reg., 4, c. xi. 
 
 " The next translation was made by Gaguin : 
 
 17231*0
 
 ir PREFACE TO TURPIN'S HISTORY. 
 
 it is dedicated to Francis I, and was printed at 
 Paris in 1527, quarto. 
 
 " There is a Latin paraphrase of the original 
 in hexameters, many of which rhyme to each 
 other, entitled s Karolettas,' and preserved in 
 Bibl. Reg., 13 A. xviii. 
 
 "The original work was first printed in a col- 
 lection entitled f Germanicarum rerum quatuor 
 Chronograph!,' Frankfort, 1566, folio. 
 
 " Another pretended French translation was 
 afterwards published at Lyons in 1583, octavo, 
 with the title of ' La Chronique de Turpin, 
 Archevesque et Due de Rheims, et Premier Pair 
 de France.' This however, which Mr. Ritson 
 supposes to be the work ascribed by Mr. Wartou 
 to Michel le Harnes, who lived in the time of 
 Philippe Auguste, contains, as he tells us, the 
 Romance of Renaud de Montauban, and not 
 that of Roland. Perhaps it may be a conversion 
 into prose of the metrical Romance on the same 
 subject, written, as Fauchet informs us, by 
 Huon de Villeneuve, about the commencement 
 of the fourteenth century. 
 
 " Be this as it may, there can be no doubt 
 that numberless fables concerning Charlemagne 
 were grafted on the narrative of the supposed 
 Turpin ; and, indeed, his translator Gaguin ap- 
 pears to be almost ashamed of the imperfect 
 narrative contained in his original, and is very 
 solicitous to excuse himself for suppressing 
 many particulars concerning his hero, which,
 
 PREFACE TO TURPIN'S HISTORY. r 
 
 though very necessary to be known, the Arch- 
 bishop had not thought fit to notice. Thus, 
 after mentioning (chapter 26) Olivier, Gondc- 
 bault Roy de Frigie, Ogier Roy de Dannemarc, 
 Arestaigne Roy de Bretaigne, Guarin Due de 
 Lorraine, and others, he refers us to * leurs 
 histoires plus au long descriptes, lesquelles je 
 laisse pour le present a ceux qui lisent les Ro- 
 mans, livres, et autres escriptures.' And, in 
 his concluding chapter, he gives us a sketch of 
 some important events, which, if he had thought 
 fit, he could have communicated more at large. 
 
 " That such absurdities as these should be 
 accepted in lieu of authentic history in a cre- 
 dulous age, and where better materials could 
 not be had, would excite no astonishment; but 
 it is very surprising that for a length of time 
 they should have usurped the place of the nu- 
 merous historical documents which record the 
 glory of a Charlemagne, whose character, when 
 left to the sober voice of truth, is far more, 
 amiable and respectable than that of his ideal 
 and romantic substitute. In fact, there is 
 good reason to believe that the name of Charle- 
 magne was first introduced by mistake into a 
 series of fictions, of which the real hero was of a 
 still earlier date; and it is the opinion of Mr. 
 Leyden, an author of much research and in- 
 formation, that the origin of these fictions is 
 to be sought in Britany. I shall give his senti- 
 ments in his own words.
 
 J 
 
 >. PHEFACE TO TURPIN'S HISTORY. 
 
 '< *That class of Romances which relates to 
 Charlemagne and his Twelve Peers, ought pro-r 
 bably to be referred to the same source, since 
 they ascribe to that French Monarch the feats 
 which were performed by an Armorican Chief. 
 The grand source from which the fabulous his- 
 tory of Charlemagne is thought to be derived, 
 is the supposititious history ascribed to his con- 
 temporary Turpin, which, in 1122, was de- 
 clared to be genuine by papal authority. The 
 history of this work is extremely obscure; but 
 as it contains an account of the pilgrimage of 
 Charlemagne to Jerusalem, its composition 
 must have been posterior to the Crusades. 
 The Abbe Vellet has shewn, that the principal 
 events which figure in the romantic history of 
 that Monarch have no relation to him whatever, 
 though they are historically true of the Armo- 
 rican Chieftain, Charles Martel. It was this 
 hero, whose father was named Pepin, and who 
 had four sons, who performed various exploits 
 in the forest of Ardenne against the four sons 
 of Aymon ; who warred against the Saxons ; 
 who conquered the Saracens at Poictiers ; it 
 was he who instituted an order of Knighthood] 
 who deposed the Duke of Aquitaine ; and 
 who conferred the donation of the sacred ter- 
 ritory on the See of Rome. Is it not, therefore, 
 more probable that the history and exploits of 
 this hero should be celebrated by the minstrels 
 of his native country, than that they should be.
 
 PREFACE TO TURPIN'S HISTORY. Vii 
 
 for the first time, narrated by a dull, prosing 
 Monk some centuries after his death ? Is it 
 not more probable that, when the fame of 
 Charles Martel had been eclipsed by the re- 
 nown of Charlemagne, the Monkish abriclger 
 of the songs of the Minstrels should transfer 
 the deeds of the one to the other, by an errrir 
 of stupidity, than that he should have deliber- 
 ately falsified history when he had no purpose 
 to serve ? The ingenious author to whom I 
 have referred seems to have pointed out the 
 sense of this error*. In the Armorie language 
 incur signifies great, mayne; and marra is a 
 mattock, martel; so that, instead of Charle- 
 magne and Charles Martel* we have Charle- 
 meur and Charlemarra; names, which, from 
 the similarity of sound, might easily be con- 
 founded. A similar blunder has been com- 
 mitted by the Norman trouveur, who trans- 
 ferred the characteristic epithet of Caradoc 
 from the Welsh or Armorican to the Romance 
 language.' 
 
 " Mr. Leyden afterwards mentions, in confir- 
 mation of his conjecture, the allusion in Tur- 
 pin's History to a song or poem concerning 
 Oell, or Howel, the Breton Earl, t de hoc 
 canitur in cantilena usque ad hodiernum diem * 
 and it may not, perhaps, be impertinent to 
 add that Roland, the principal actor in those 
 Romances, is taken from the immediate vici- 
 
 Euijuirer, Mo, xix, App. Monthly Mug., Feb. 1800.
 
 tilt PREFACE TO TURPIN'S HISTORY. 
 
 nity of Bretagne. ' The domain of these 
 British princes, says D'Anville (Etats de 1'Eu- 
 rope, p. 77) was confined, to speak generally, 
 to what is properly called Lower Britany, and 
 to the territory formerly occupied by the Veneti 
 and by the Osismii. Upper Britany, com- 
 prehending the territories of the ancient Re- 
 dones and Namnetes, was a frontier country 
 opposed to the lands of the Bretons j and the 
 famous Roland, nephew of Charlemagne and 
 Count of Angers, commanded there.' Possibly, 
 too, the terrible Ferragus may be a giant of Celtic 
 origin : for Selden has told us* that the war song 
 in use among the Irish kerns was called Pharroh j 
 and the vulgar Irish, as Mr. Walker informs us, 
 suppose the subject of this song to have been 
 Forroch or Ferragh, a terrible giant, of whom 
 they tell many a marvellous talef.'* 
 
 Besides these authorities, cited by Mr. Ellis, 
 the original Latin of Turpin's History is in- 
 serted in Spanheim's Lives of Ecclesiastical 
 Writers, from which the present translation 
 has been faithfully made. I have since had 
 access, through the kindness of Mr. Lang, to 
 a copy in his possession of the Mere des Chro- 
 niques, Paris, 1503, which contains a French 
 version of the same work, with additions, sup- 
 posed to be copied from the Grandes Chro- 
 niques de France, faites par le commandement de 
 Roy Charles VII, par Emo, or Aimoin. 
 
 Drayton's Polyolbion, Song 6. 
 
 1 Historical Memoirs of Irish Bards, Sec. London, 1786.
 
 ARCHBISHOP TURPIN. 
 
 1URPIN, Archbishop of Rlieims, the friend and 
 Secretsiry of Cliarles the Great, excellently skilled 
 in sacred and profane literature, of a genius equally 
 adapted to prose and verse ; the advocate of the 
 poor, beloved of God in his life and conversation, 
 who often hand to hand fought the Saracens by the 
 Emperor's side : he relates the acts of Charles the 
 Great in one book of Epistles, and flourished, under 
 Charles and his Son Lewis, to the year of our Lord 
 eight hundred and thirty. 
 
 VOL. I.
 
 2 TURPIN'S HISTORY OP 
 
 JOHN TURPIN'S 
 HISTORY 
 
 OF 
 
 Charles the Great and Orlando. 
 
 CHAP. I. 
 
 Archbishop Turpin's Epistle to Lcopander. 
 
 TuRPIN, by the grace of God, Archbishop of 
 Rheims, ~the faithful companion of the Emperor 
 Charles the Great in Spain, to Leopander, Dean of 
 Aix la Chapelle, greeting. 
 
 Forasmuch as you requested me to write to you 
 from Vienne (my wounds being now cicatrized) in 
 what manner the Emperor Charles delivered Spain 
 and Gallicia from the yoke of the Saracens, you 
 shall attain the knowledge of many memorable, 
 events, and likewise of his praise-worthy trophies 
 over the Spanish Saracens, whereof I myself was eye- 
 witness, traversing France and Spain in his company 
 for the space of forty years : and I hesitate the less 
 to trust these matters to your friendship, as I write 
 a true history of his warfare. For indeed all your
 
 tHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 3 
 
 researches could never have enabled you fully to 
 discover those great events in the Chronicles of St. 
 Denis, as you sent me word : neither could you for 
 certain know whether the author had given a true 
 relation of those matters, either by reason of his pro- 
 lixity, or that he was not himself present when they 
 happened. Nevertheless this book will agree with 
 his history. Health and happiness. 
 
 CHAP. II. 
 
 How Charles the Great delivered Spain and Gallicia from 
 the Saracens. 
 
 The most glorious Christian Apostle St. James, 
 when the other Apostles and Disciples of our Lord 
 were dispersed abroad throughout the whole world, 
 is believed to have first preached the gospel in 
 Gallicia. After his martyrdom, his servants, res- 
 cuing his body from King Herod, brought it by 
 sea to Gallicia, where they likewise preached the 
 gospel. But soon after, the Gallicians, relapsing 
 into great sins, returned to their former idolatry, and 
 persisted in it till the time of Charles the Great, 
 Emperor of the Romans, French, Germans, and other 
 nations. Charles therefore, after prodigious toil* 
 in Saxony, France, Germany, Lorraine, Burgundy, 
 Italy, Brittany, and other countries ; after taking 
 innumerable cities from sea to sea, which he won by 
 his invincible arm from the Saracens, through divine 
 favor ; and after subjugating them with great fatigue
 
 4 TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 of mind and body to the Christian yoke, resolved to 
 rest from his wars in peace. 
 
 But observing the starry way in the heavens, be- 
 ginning at the Friezeland sea, and passing over the 
 German territory and Italy, between Gaul and 
 Aquitaine, and from thence in a strait line over 
 Gascony, Bearne, and Navarre, and through Spain to 
 Gallicia, wherein till his time lay undiscovered the 
 body of St. James ; when night after night he was 
 wont to contemplate it, meditating upon what it 
 might signify, a certain beautiful resplendent vision 
 appeared to him in his sleep, and, calling him son, 
 inquired what he was attempting to discover; at 
 which Charles replied, "Who art thou, Lord]" 
 " I am," answered the vision, " St. James the Apostle, 
 Christ's disciple, the son of Zebedee, and brother of 
 John the Evangelist, whom the Lord was pleased 
 to think worthy, in his ineffable goodness, to elect 
 on the sea of Galilee to preach the gospel to his 
 people, but whom Herod the King slew. My body 
 now lies concealed in Gallicia, long so grievously op- 
 pressed by the Saracens, from whose yoke I am 
 astonished that you, who have conquered so many 
 lands and cities, have not yet delivered it. Where- 
 fore I come to warn you, as God has given you 
 power above every other earthly prince, to prepare 
 my way, and rescue my dominions from the Mo- 
 abites, that so you may receive a brighter crown of 
 glory for your reward. The starry way in th 
 heavens signifies that you, with a great army, will
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 5 
 
 enter Gallicia to fight the Pagans, and, recovering it 
 from them, will visit my church and shrine; and 
 that all the people from the borders of the sea, 
 treading in your steps, will ask pardon of God for 
 their sins, and return in safety, celebrating his 
 praise ; that you likewise will acknowledge the 
 wonders he hath done for you in prolonging your 
 life to its present period. Proceed then as soon as 
 you are ready: I am your friend and auxiliary: 
 your name shall become famous to all eternity, and 
 a crown of glory be your reward in heaven." 
 
 Thus did the blessed Apostle appear thrice to the 
 Emperor, who, confiding in his word, assembled a 
 great army, and entered Spain to fight the infidels. 
 
 CHAP. III. 
 
 Of the Walls ofPampeluna, that fell of themselves. 
 
 The first city Charles besieged was Pampeluna ; 
 he invested it three months, but was not 'able 
 to take it, through the invincible strength of the 
 walls. He then made this prayer to God : " O Lord 
 Jesus Christ, for whose faith I am come hither to fight 
 the Pagans ; for thy glory's sake deliver this city into 
 my hands ; and O blessed St. James, if thou didst 
 indeed appear to me, assist me in taking it." And 
 now God and St. James, hearkening to his petition, 
 the walls utterly fell to the ground of themselves : 
 but Charles spared the lives of the Saracens that 
 consented to be baptized ; the rest he put to the
 
 edge of the sword. The report of this miracto 
 induced all their countrymen to surrender their 
 cities, and consent to pay tribute to the Emperor. 
 Thus was the whole land shortly subjugated. 
 
 The Saracens were amazed to see the French 
 well clothed, accomplished in their manners and 
 persons, and strictly faithful to their treaties ; they 
 gave them therefore a peaceful and honorable re- 
 ception, dismissing all thoughts of war. The Em- 
 peror, after frequently visiting the shrine of St. 
 James, came to Ferrol, and, fixing his lance in the 
 sea, returned thanks to God and the Apostle for 
 having brought him to this place, though he could 
 then proceed no farther. 
 
 The Pagan nations, after the first preaching of St. 
 James and his disciples, were converted by Arch- 
 bishop Turpin, and by the grace of God baptized : 
 but those who refused to embrace the faith were either 
 slain or made slaves by the Christians. Turpiu theu 
 traversed all Spain from sea to sea. 
 
 CHAP. IV. 
 Of the Idol Mahomet. 
 
 The Emperor utterly destroyed the idols and 
 images in Spain, except the idol in Andalusia, called 
 Salamcadis. Cadis properly signifies the place 
 of an island, but in Arabic it means God. The 
 Saracens had a tradition that the idol Mahomet, 
 which they worshipped, was made by himself in his
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 7 
 
 life- time ; and that by the help of a legion of devils 
 it was by magic art endued with such irresistible 
 treugth, that it could not be broken. If any Chris- 
 tian approached it, he was exposed to great danger ; 
 but when the Saracens came to appease Mahomet, 
 and make their supplications to him, they returned 
 in safety. The birds that chanced to light upon it 
 were immediately struck dead. 
 
 There is, moreover, on the margin of the sea an 
 ancient stone excellently sculptured after the Sara- 
 cenic fashion ; broad and square at the bottom, but 
 tapering upward to the height that a crow general- 
 ly flies, having on the top an image of gold, admira- 
 bly cast in the shape of a man, standing erect, 
 with a certain great key in his hand, which the 
 Saracens say was to fall to the ground immedi- 
 ately after the birth of a King of Gaul, who would 
 overrun all Spain with a Christian army, and totally 
 subdue it. Wherefore it was enjoined them, when- 
 ever that happened, to fly the country, and bury 
 their jewels in the earth. 
 
 CHAP. V. 
 
 Of the Churches the King built. 
 Charles remained three years in these parts, and 
 with the gold given him by the kings and princes 
 greatly enlarged the church of the blessed St. James, 
 appointing an Abbot and Canons of the order of St. 
 Isidore, martyr and confessor, to attend it : he en-
 
 8 TUEPIN'S HISTORY OP 
 
 riched it likewise with bells, books, robes, and other 
 gifts. With the residue of the immense quantity of 
 gold and silver, he built many churches on his re- 
 tuin from Spain ; namely, of the blessed Virgin in 
 Aix la Chapelie, of St. James in Thoulouse, and 
 another in Gascony, between the city commonly rail- 
 ed Aix, after the model of St. John's at Cordova, 
 in the Jacobine road ; the church likewise of St. 
 James at Paris, between the river Seine and Mont- 
 martre, besides founding innumerable abbies in all 
 parts of the world. 
 
 CHAP. VI. 
 
 Of the King's Return to France, and of Argolander 
 King of the Africans. 
 
 After the King's return from Spain, a certain 
 Pagan King, called Argolander, recovered the whole 
 country with his army, driving the Emperor's sol- 
 diers from the towns and garrisons, which led 
 him to march back his troops, under their General, 
 Milo de Angleris. 
 
 CHAP. vn. 
 
 Of the false Executor. 
 
 But the judgment inflicted on a false executor de- 
 serves to be recorded as a warning to those who un- 
 justly pervert the alms of the deceased. When the 
 King's army lay at Bayonne, a certain soldier, call- 
 ed Romaricus, was taken grievously ill, and, being at
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 9 
 
 the point of death, received the eucharist and ab- 
 solution from a priest, bequeathing his horse to a 
 certain kinsman in trust, to dispose of for the benefit 
 of the priest and the poor. But when he was dead 
 bis kinsman sold it for a hundred pence, and spent 
 the money in debauchery. But how soon does punish- 
 ment follow guilt ! Thirty days had scarcely elapsed 
 when the apparition of the deceased appeared to 
 him in his sleep, uttering these words : " How is 
 it you have so unjustly misapplied the alms en- 
 trusted to you for the redemption of my soul ? Do 
 you not know they would have procured the pardon 
 of my sins from God ? I have been punished for 
 your neglect thirty days in fire ; to-morrow you shall 
 be plunged in the same place of torment, but I shall 
 be received into Paradise." The apparition then 
 vanished, and his kinsman awoke in extreme terror. 
 On the morrow, as he was relating the story to his 
 companion?, and Ihe \\ hole army was conversing about 
 it, on a sudden a strange uncommon clamour, like the 
 roaring of lions, wolves, and calves, was heard in the 
 air, and immediately a troop of demons seized him 
 in their talons, and bore him away alive. What 
 further? Horse and foot sought him four days to-, 
 gether in the adjacent mountains and vallies to no 
 purpose ; but the twelfth day after, as the army was 
 marching through a desart part of Navarre, his body 
 was found lifeless, and dashed to pieces, on the 
 summit of some rocks, a league above the sea, about 
 four days journey from the city. There the demons
 
 10 TURPIN'S HISTORY or 
 
 left the body, hearing the soul away to hell. Let 
 this be a warning, then, to all that follow his ex- 
 ample to their eternal perdition. 
 
 CHAP. VIII. 
 
 Of the War of the Holy lacunaus^ where the Sfears 
 grew. 
 
 Charles and Milo, his General, now marched after 
 Argolander into Spain, and found him in the fields of 
 the river, where a castle stands in the meadows, in 
 the best part of the whole plain, where afterwards a 
 church was built in honor of the blessed martyrs Fa- 
 cundus and Primitivus ; where likewise their bodies 
 rest, an abbey was founded, and a city built. When the 
 King's army advanced, Argolander wished to decide 
 the contest by set combat between twenties, forties, 
 hundreds, thousands, or even by two champions 
 only. Charles willingly consented, and inarched a 
 hundred of his soldiers against a hundred Saracens, 
 when all of them were slain. Argolander then sent 
 two hundred, who shared the same fate. Two thou- 
 sand were then led against two thousand, part of 
 whom were slain, and the rest fled. But on the 
 third day Argolander cast lots, and, knowing that 
 evil fortune threatened the Emperor, sent him word 
 he would draw out his whole army on the open 
 plain, on the morrow, which challenge was ac- 
 cepted. 
 
 Then did this miracle happen. Certain of the
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. l\ 
 
 Christians, who carefully had been furbishing their 
 arms against the day of battle, fixed their spears in 
 the evening erect in the ground before the castle in 
 the meadow, near the river, and found them early 
 in the morning covered with bark and branches. 
 Those, therefore, that were about to receive the 
 palm of martyrdom were greatly astonished at this 
 event, ascribing it to divine power : then cutting off 
 their spears close to the ground, the roots that re- 
 mained shot out afresh, and became lofty trees, 
 which may be still seen flourishing there, chiefly 
 ash. All thjs denoted joy to the soul, but loss 
 to the body ; for now the battle commenced, and 
 forty thousand Christians were slain, together with 
 Milo, their General, the father of Orlando. The 
 King's horse was likewise slain under him ; but 
 Charles resolutely continued the fight on foot, and 
 with two thousand Christians gallantly hewed his 
 way through the Saracens, cleaving many of them 
 asunder from the shoulders to the waist. 
 
 Tire following day both Christians and Saracens 
 remained quietly in their camps, but the day after 
 four Marquisses brought four thousand fresh troops 
 from Italy to the King's assistance ; whereupon Argo- 
 lander retreated with his army to Leon, and Charles 
 led back his forces to France. 
 
 And here it is proper to observe we should strive 
 for Christ's blessing; for as the soldiers prepared 
 their arms against the. day of battle, so we in like 
 manner should prepare ours, namely our virtues t
 
 15 TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 resist our passions. For he that would oppose 
 faith to infidelity, brotherly love to hatred, charity 
 to avarice, humility to pride, chastity to lust, 
 prayer to temptation, perseverance to instability, 
 peace to strife, obedience to a carnal disposi- 
 tion, must fortify his soul with grace, and prepare 
 bis spear to flourish against the day of judgment. 
 Triumphant indeed will he be in heaven who con- 
 quers on earth ! As the King's soldiers died for 
 their faith, so should we die to sin, and live in holi- 
 ness in this world, that we may receive the palm of 
 glory in the next, which shall be the reward of 
 those who fight manfully against their three grand 
 adversaries, the World, the Flesh, and the Devil. 
 
 CHAP. IX. 
 
 Of King Argolanders Army. 
 
 Argolander now assembled together innumerable 
 nations of Saracens, Moors, Moabites, Parthians, 
 Africans, and Persians : Texephin, King of Arabia ; 
 Urabell, King of Alexandria ; Avitus, King of Bugia ; 
 Ospin, King of Algarve ; Facin, King of Barbary ; 
 Ailis, King of Malclos ; Manuo, King of Mecca ; 
 Ibrahim, King of Seville ; and Almanzor, King of 
 Cordova. Then, marching to the cityofAgen, he 
 took it, and sent word to Charles he would give him 
 sixty horse-load of gold, silver, and jewels, if he 
 would acknowledge his right to the sceptre. But 
 Charles returned this answer, " that he would ac-
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 13 
 
 knowledge him no otherwise than by slaying him 
 whenever it should be his chance to meet him in 
 battle." 
 
 The Emperor had by this time approached with- 
 in four miles of Agen, when, secretly dismissing his 
 army, he proceeded with only sixty soldiers to th& 
 mountain near the city. There he left them, and, 
 changing his dress, came with his shield reversed, 
 after the custom of messengers in time of war, ac 
 companied by one soldier only to the city : and when 
 the people inquired his business, he informed them 
 he had brought a message from King Charles to 
 Argolander, whereupon he was admitted into his 
 presence, and addressed him in these words : " My 
 King bids me say, you may expect to see him, pro- 
 vided you will come out with sixty only of your 
 people to meet him." Now Argolander little thought 
 it was Charles himself to whom he was speaking, who 
 all the while took especial note of his person, and of 
 the weakest parts of the walls of the city, as well as 
 of the auxiliary kings that were then within it. Ar- 
 golander then armed himself, and Charles rejoined 
 his sixty soldiers, and soon after the two thousand 
 that at h'rst accompanied him. But Argolander 
 came out with seven thousand men, thinking to slay 
 the Emperor, but was himself compelled to fly. 
 
 The King then recruited his army, and besieged 
 the city for six months. On the seventh his battering 
 rams, wooden castles, and other engines, were readj 
 to storm it ; but Argolander and the rest of th
 
 14 
 
 Kings made their escape in the night through the 
 Common sewers, and, passing up the Garonne, got 
 clear off. Charles entered the city in triumph the 
 next day, and slew ten thousand of the remaining 
 Saracens. 
 
 CHAP. x. 
 
 Of the City of Xantonge, where the Spears grete. 
 
 Argolander now came to Xantonge, at that time 
 under the dominion of the Saracens ; hut Charles, 
 pursuing him, summoned him to restore the city, 
 which Argolander refused, resolving first to fight, 
 and that it should be the conqueror's reward. But 
 on the eve of battle, when the battering rains were 
 ready to attack the castle in the meadows, called 
 Taleburg, and that part of the city near the river 
 Carenton, certain of the Christians fixed their spears 
 in the ground before the castle, and on the morrow 
 found them covered with bark and branches. Those 
 therefore that were to receive the crown of martyr- 
 dom perished in the fight, after slaying a multitude 
 of the Saracens, namely about four thousand men. 
 The King's horse was likewise slain under him, but, 
 valiantly placing himself at the head of his infantry, 
 he slew so many of his enemies, that they were forced 
 back into the city, which Charles invested on every 
 side but the river, through which Argolander made 
 his escape, with the loss of the Kings of Algarve 
 and Bugia, and about four thousand of his army.
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 15 
 
 CHAP. XT. 
 
 Of Argolander's Flight, and of the King'.* Warriors. 
 
 Argolander fled beyond the passes of the Pyrenees, 
 and came to Pampeluna, where he sent Charles 
 word lie would stay for him. Charles then returned 
 to France, and with the utmost diligence summoned 
 his troops from all parts to his assistance, proclaim- 
 ing free pardon to all banished persons, on condition 
 they would join him against the Pagans. What 
 further 1 He liberated all the prisoners ; made the 
 poor rich ; cloathed the naked ; reconciled the dis- 
 affected ; bestowed honors on the disinherited ; pre- 
 ferred the most experienced to the best commands ; 
 making friends of enemies, and associating both the 
 civilized and the barbarian in the war of Spain, 
 uniting them through the favor of God in the bond 
 of love.) Then did I, Turpin, absolve them from 
 their sins, and give them my benediction.^ 
 
 These are the names of the warriors that attended 
 the King : Turpin, Archbishop of Rheims, who by 
 the precepts of Christ, and for his faith's sake, 
 brought the people to fight valiantly, fighting like- 
 wise himself hand to hand with the Saracens/ Orlan- 
 do, General of the whole army, Count of Dylans and 
 Lord of Guienne, the King's nephew, son of Milo 
 de Angleris and Bertha, the King's sister. Hi 
 soldiers were four thousand. Another Orlando 
 likewise, of whom we are silent. Oliver, a General 
 also, and a valiant soldier, renowned for strength and 
 kill iu war, led three tliousaud troops. Arbtagnus,
 
 16 TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 King of Brittany, seven thousand. Another King 
 of Brittany, of whom little mention is made. 
 Angelerns, Duke of Aquitaine, brought four thou- 
 sand valiant bowmen. At this time likewise there 
 was in the city of Poietiers another Duke of Aqui- 
 taine, but Angelerus was the son of Gascon, Duke 
 of the city of Aquitaine, lying between Limorge, 
 Bourges, and Poictiers, which city Augustus Cecsar 
 founded ; and the rest of the cities, as well as Xan* 
 tonge and Angouleme, with their provinces, were 
 subject to it ; the whole country was also called Aqui* 
 taine. But after the death of its lord, who perished 
 with all his people in the fatal battle of Ronceval, 
 it was never fresh colonized, and fell utterly to ruin. 
 Gayfere, King of Bordeaux, led three thousand 
 warriors. Galerus, Galinus Solomon, Estolfo's 
 friend and companion ; Baldwin, Orlando's brother, 
 Galdebode, King of Friezeland, led seven thousand 
 heroes ; Ocellus, Count of Nantes, two thousand, 
 who achieved many memorable actions, celebrated 
 in songs to this day. Lambert, Count of Berry, led 
 two thousand men. Rinaldo of the White Thorn, 
 Vulterinus Garinus, Duke of Lorraine, four thou- 
 sand. Hago, Albert of Burgundy, Berard de Mib- 
 lis, Gurnard Esturinite, Theodoric, Juonius, Berin- 
 gaire, Hato, and Ganelon, who afterwards proved 
 the traitor, attended the King into Spain. The 
 army of the King's own territory was forty thousand 
 horse, and foot innumerable. 
 
 These were all famous heroes and warriors, mighty
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO, if 
 
 in battle, illustrious in worldly honor, zealous sol- 
 diers of Christ, that spread his name far and near, 
 wherever they came. For even as our Lord and 
 his twelve Apostles subdued the world by their doc- 
 trine, so did Charles, King of the French and Empe- 
 ror of the Romans, recover Spain to the glory of 
 God. And now the troops, assembling in Bordeaux, 
 overspread the country for the space of two days' 
 journey, and the noise they made was heard at 
 twelve miles distance. Arnold of Bcrlanda first 
 traversed the pass of the Pyrenees, and came to 
 Pampeluna. Then came Astolfo, followed by Aris- 
 tagnus ; Angelerus, Galdebode, Ogier the King, and 
 Constantine r with their several divisions. Charles 
 and his troops brought up the rear, covering the 
 whole land from the river of Hume to the mount- 
 ains, that lie three leagues beyond them on the 
 Compostella road. They now halted for eight days. 
 In the interval Charles sent Argolander word, if 
 he would restore the city he had built, he would, 
 return home, or otherwise wage cruel war against 
 him : but Argolander, finding he could not keep 
 possession of the city, resolved to march out, ra- 
 ther than tamely perish in it. Charles then granted 
 him a truce to draw out his army and prepare for 
 battle ; expressing moreover his willingness to see 
 him face to face, agreeable to Argolauder's wishes, 
 
 TOl. I.
 
 18 TURPIN'S HISTORY OF. 
 
 CHAP. XII. 
 
 Of the Truce, and of the Discourse between the King 
 and Argolander. 
 
 A truce thus being granted, Argolander drew out 
 his people from the city, and attended by sixty 
 guards came into the King's presence, who was at 
 this time encamped about a mile from Pampeluna. 
 The two armies occupied a spacious plain six miles 
 square, separated by the main road to Compostella* 
 When Charles perceived Argolander, he addressed 
 him in these words : 
 
 " You are, then, he that have frauduently take* 
 possession of my territories in Spain and Gascony, 
 which I conquered by the favor of God, and re- 
 duced to the faith of Christ. You have perverted 
 the princes from my allegiance, and slain the Christ- 
 ians with the edge of the sword. Availing yourself 
 of my return to Gaul, you have destroyed my townt 
 and castles, and laid waste the territory with fir* 
 and sword. At present, therefore, you have the ad- 
 vantage of me/' 
 
 Now when Argolander heard the King speak in 
 the Arabic tongue, he was greatly pleased and asto 
 nished, for Charles had learnt it in his youth in the 
 city of Thoulouse, where he had spent some time. 
 Argolander then answered in these terms : " I won- 
 der you should reason thus, for the territory did 
 not belong to you ; neither was it your father's, 
 grandfather's, or great grandfather's. Why the*
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 19 
 
 <lid you take possession of it?" " Because," replied 
 Charles, " our Lord Jesus Christ, the creator of 
 heaven and earth, elected us in preference to others, 
 and gave us dominion over all the earth : therefore I 
 endeavoured to convert the Saracens to the Christian 
 faith." " It would be unworthy of us to submit 
 to you," rejoined Argolander, " when our own faith is 
 best. We have Mahomet, a prophet of God, whose 
 precepts we obey. Therefore we have a powerful 
 God, who through his prophet has declared his will, 
 and by him we live and reign." " O Argolander," 
 said the King, " how widely do you err ! You follow 
 the vain precepts of a man ; we believe and worship 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost: you worship mortal 
 man. After death our souls are received into Para- 
 dise, and enjoy everlasting life, but yours descend 
 to the abyss of hell. Wherefore our faith is evi- 
 dently best. Accept then baptism, or fight and 
 perish." 
 
 " Far be it from me," said Argolander, " to accept 
 baptism, and deny Mahomet and my God ! But I 
 will fight you on these terms : if your faith is best, 
 you shall gain the victory, otherwise heaven shall 
 give it to me ; and let shame be the portion of the 
 conquered, but eternal glory reward the conqueror. 
 Furthermore, if my people are subdued, and I sur- 
 vive the contest, I will receive baptism." 
 
 These terms being mutually agreed, twenty Christ- 
 ians were sent against twenty Saracens, and the 
 battle commenced. What further ] Nearly all the 
 C2
 
 *'J TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 Saracens fell. Forty were then sent against forty, 
 and they were defeated also. A hundred then 
 fought together ; but the Saracens turned their backt 
 from the face of the Christians, and were all slain. 
 Are not these Christians then types for us 1 Does it 
 not argue that we likewise should fight manfully 
 against our sins ; should face our spiritual enemies, 
 and never ignobly yield to them, since they will 
 infallibly lead us into perdition ? He only, says the 
 Apostle, shall receive the crown that fights the good 
 fight, and overcomes. 
 
 Two hundred Saracens were then sent out, and 
 were all slain ; lastly a thousand, who shared the 
 same fate. A truce being then granted, Argolander 
 promised to be baptized on the morrow with all his 
 people, and, calling his Kings and Captains together, 
 told them his intention, to which they likewise 
 assented, a few only refusing to follow his example. 
 
 CHAP. XIII. 
 
 Of the King's Banquet, and of the Poor, at tehorn Argolander 
 took so great Offence that he refused to be baptized. 
 
 On the third day Argolander attended the King, 
 as he promised, and found him at dinner. Many 
 tables were spread at which the guests were sitting ; 
 some in military uniform ; some in black ; some 
 in Priests' habits; which Argolander perceiving, 
 inquired what they were ? " Those you see in 
 robes of one colour," replied the King, " are priests
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 21 
 
 and bishops of our holy religion, who expound the gos- 
 pel to us, absolve us from our offences, and bestow 
 heavenly benediction. Those in black are monks 
 and abbots ; all of them holy men, who implore 
 incessantly the divine favor in our behalf." But iu 
 the mean time Argolander espying thirty poor men 
 in mean habiliments, without either table or table- 
 cloth, sitting and eating their scanty meals upon the 
 ground, he inquired what they were 3 " These," 
 replied the King, " are people of God, the messengers 
 of our Lord Jesus, whom in his and his Apostles 
 names we feed daily." Argolander then made this 
 reply : " The guests at your table are happy; they 
 have plenty of the best food set before them ; but 
 those you call the messengers of God, whom you 
 feed in his name, are ill fed, and worse cloathed, as 
 if they were of no estimation. Certainly he must 
 serve God but indifferently who treats his messen- 
 gers in this manner, and thus do you prove your 
 religion false." Argolander then refused to be bap- 
 tized, and, returning to his army, prepared for battle 
 on the morrow. 
 
 Charles, seeing the mischief his neglect of these 
 poor men had occasioned, ordered them to be de- 
 cently cloatbed and better fed. Here then we may 
 note the Christian incurs great blame who neglects 
 the poor. If Charles, from inattention to their com- 
 fort, thereby lost the opportunity of converting the 
 Saracens, what will be the lot of those who treat 
 them still worse? They will hear this sentence
 
 22 TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 pronounced " Depart from me, ye cursed, into ever- 
 lasting fire : for I was an hungered, and ye gave me 
 no meat ; naked, and ye cloathed me not." 
 
 We must consider likewise that our faith in Christ 
 is of little value without good works. As the body, 
 says the Apostle, without the soul is dead, so is 
 faith dead if it produce not good fruit. And as the 
 Pagan King refused baptism because he found some- 
 thing wrong after it, so our Lord, I fear, will refuse 
 our baptism at the day of judgment if superfluity of 
 faults be found in us. 
 
 CHAP. XIV. 
 
 Of the Battle ofPatnpeluna, andofArgolander's Death. 
 Both armies now prepared for battle in the morn- 
 ing, contending for their different faiths. The King 
 mustered one hundred and thirty thousand men, but 
 Argolander only one hundred thousand. The Christ- 
 ians formed themselves into four squadrons ; the 
 Saracens into five ; whose first corps being speedily 
 discomfited, they jalt joined in one phalanx, with 
 Argolander in (lie midst. The Christians then sur- 
 rounded them on all sides. First Arnaldo de Bcr- 
 landa and his troops; then Astolfo ; next Aristagnus, 
 Galdebode, Ogier, and Constantine ; lastly the King 
 himself, and bis innumerable warriors. Arnaldo was 
 the fust that broke in upon the enemy, overthrow- 
 ing them to right and left till he reached Argolander 
 himself in the centre, and slew him with his own 
 hand. Then ensued a great shout, and the Christians,
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 23 
 
 Joshing iu upon the Saracens, slew them on all sides, 
 making so great a slaughter that none escaped but 
 the Kings of Seville and Cordova, and a few of 
 their troops. So great, indeed, was the effusion of 
 blood, that the Christians waded in it to their very 
 knees. They slew likewise all the Saracens left in 
 the city. Charles fought for the faith, and there- 
 fore triumphed over Argolander. Note then, O 
 Christian, that whatsoever thou undertakest thou 
 likewise shalt accomplish, if thou hast faith, for all 
 things are possible to them that believe. Greatly re- 
 joiced at this victory, the King inarched forward, and 
 came to the bridge of Arge in the Compostella road. 
 
 CHAP. XV. 
 
 Of the Christians that returned unlawfully to spoil the 
 Dead. 
 
 'Certain of the Christians however, coveting the 
 spoils of the dead, returned that same night to the 
 field of battle, and loaded themselves with heaps of 
 gold and silver. But as they were returning to 
 the camp, Almanzor, King of Cordova, who had 
 fled for refuge to the mountains with the Saracens 
 that made their escape, came pouring down, and 
 slew them all to the number of a thousand men. 
 These, then, are types of such as strive against sin, 
 but afterwards relapse ; who, when they have over- 
 come, continue not stedfast, but seek unlawful plea- 
 sures, suffering themselves to be mastered in turn by
 
 24 TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 their grand adversary. So likewise the religious, 
 that forsake their vocation to re-engage in worldly 
 concerns and profits, lose the reward of eternal 
 life, and entail upon themselves everlasting per- 
 dition, 
 
 CHAP. XVT. 
 
 Of the War of Furra. 
 
 The day after the King was informed that a cer- 
 tain King of Navarre, called Furra, designed 1o 
 fight him at Mount Garzim. Charles therefore pre- 
 pared for battle ; but desiring to know who should 
 perish in it, he entreated the Lord to shew him ; 
 whereupon in the morning a red cross appeared on 
 their shoulders behind. In order therefore to pre- 
 serve them, he confined them in his Oratory. Then 
 joining battle, Furra and three -thousand of his 
 troops were slain. These were all Saracens of Na- 
 varre. The King now returned to his Oratory, but 
 found them all dead that he had left in it, to the 
 number of one hundred and fifty men. 
 
 ' O holy band of Christian warriors, though the 
 sword slew you not, yet did you not lose the palm of 
 victory, or the prize of martyrdom !" Charles then 
 made himself master of the mountain and castle of 
 Garzim, and subdued the whole country of Na 
 varre.
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 35 
 
 CHAP. XVII. 
 
 Of the War with Ferracute, and of Orlando's admiral!* 
 Dispute zcith him, 
 
 Charles now received news that a certain Giant, 
 called Ferracute, of the race of Goliath, was come 
 to Nager, sent thither by Admiraldus, with twenty 
 thousand Turks of Babylon to fight him. This 
 Giant neither feared spear nor dart, and was stronger 
 than forty men. Charles therefore marched to 
 Nager, and Ferracute, hearing of his arrival, sallied 
 out from the city to challenge any warrior to single 
 combat. 
 
 Charles then sent Ogier the Dacian, whom the 
 Giant no sooner perceived, than, leisurely ap- 
 proaching, he caught him up under his right arm, as 
 easily as he would a lamb, and bore him off in sight of 
 all his friends to the city : for the Giant's stature was 
 twelve cubits ; his face a cubit long ; his nose a 
 palm; his arms and thighs four cubits; and his 
 lingers three palms in length. 
 
 Kinaldo of the White Thorn was next sent against 
 him, but he seized him in like manner, and in> 
 prisoned him with Ogier. The King then sent 
 Constantine and Ocellus, but, seizing one under each 
 arm, he bore them oft' likewise. He then sent tweu- 
 ty warriors by pairs against him, but they shared 
 the same fate. Charles dared not then venture to 
 send more warriors : but Orlando with the King's 
 permission approached the Giant, who seized him
 
 S6 IURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 instantly by the right arm, and seated him upon his 
 steed before him. 
 
 Bui ?s he was bearing him to the city, Orlando 
 recovering his strength, und trusting in the Al- 
 mighty, seized the Giaut by the beard, and tumbled 
 him from his horse, so that both came to the 
 ground together. Orlando, then, thinking to slay 
 the Giant, drew his sword, and struck at him, but the 
 blow fell upon his steed, and pierced him through. 
 The Giant being thus on foot, drew his enormous 
 sword, which Orlando perceiving, who had re- 
 mounted his own charger, struck him on the sword 
 arm, and, though he did not wound him, struck the 
 sword out of his hand ; which greatly enraging Fer- 
 racute, he aimed a blow at Orlando with his list, 
 but, missing him, hit his horse on the forehead, and 
 laid him dead upon the spot. And now the fight 
 lasted till noon with fists and stones. The Giant 
 then demanded a truce till next day, agreeing to 
 meet Orlando without horse or spear. Each war- 
 rior then retired to his post. 
 
 Next morning they accordingly met once more. 
 The Giant brought a sword, but Orlando a long 
 staff to ward off the Giant's blows, who wearied him- 
 self to no purpose. They now began to batter each 
 other with stones, that lay scattered about the field, 
 till at last the Giant begged a second truce, which 
 being granted, he presently fell fast asleep upon the 
 ground. Orlando, taking a stone for a pillow, quietly 
 laid himself down also. For such was the law f
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 27 
 
 honor between the Christians aud Saracens at that 
 time, that no one on any pretence dared to take ad- 
 vantage of his adversary before the truce was expired, 
 as in that case his own party would have slain him. 
 
 When Ferracute awoke, he found Orlando awake 
 also, who thereupon rose, and seated himself by the 
 Giant's side, inquiring how it came to pass he was 
 so very strong? " Because," replied the Giant, "I 
 am only vulnerable in the navel." Ferracute spoke 
 in the Spanish language, which Orlando understand- 
 ing tolerably well, a comersation now followed be- 
 tween them, which Ferracute recommenced by in- 
 quiring his name, which Orlando told him. "And 
 what race are you of?" said the Giant. " Of the race 
 of the Franks." "What law do you follow ?" "The 
 law of Christ, so far as his grace permits me." 
 " Who is this Christ in whom you profess to be- 
 lieve V " The Son of God, born of a Virgin, who 
 took upon him our nature, was crucified for us, rose 
 again from the dead, and ascended into heaven, 
 where he sitteth on the right hand of his Father." 
 
 " We believe," said Ferracute, " that the Crea- 
 tor of heaven aud earth is one God, and that, as he 
 was not made himself, so cannot another God spring 
 from him. There is therefore only one God, not 
 three, as I understand you Christians profess." 
 *' You say well," said Orlando ; " there is but one 
 God, but your faith is imperfect ; for as the Father 
 is God, so likewise is the Son, and so is the Holy 
 Ghost. Three persons, but oiie God." " Nay," said
 
 JS TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 Ferracute : " if each of these three persons be God, 
 there must be three Gods." 
 
 " By no means," replied Orlando ; " he is both 
 three and one. The three persons are co-eternal 
 and co-equal. There is indeed distinction of per- 
 son, but unity of essence, and equality of majes- 
 ty. Abraham saw three, but worshipped one. Let 
 us recur to natural things. When the harp sounds, 
 there is the art, the strings, and the hand, yet but 
 one harp. In the almond there is the shell, the 
 coat, and the kernel. In the sun, the body, the 
 beams, and the heat. In the wheel, the centre, 
 the spokes, and the nave. In you likewise, there 
 is the body, the members, and the soul. In like 
 manner may Trinity in Unity be ascribed to God." 
 
 " I now comprehend," replied Ferracute, " how 
 God may be three in oue, but I know iiot how he 
 begot the Son." " Do you," answered Orlando, 
 " believe that God made Adam 1" " I do." " Adam 
 himself was not, then, born of any, and yet he begot 
 sons. So God the Father is born of none, yet of 
 his own ineffable grace begot the Son from all eter- 
 nity." " Your arguments," said the Giant, " please 
 me exceedingly, but still I am at a loss to know 
 how he that was God became man." " The Creator 
 of heaven and earth, who made all things out of 
 nothing, could certainly," said Orlando, " engender 
 his Son of a pure Virgin, by divine afflation." " There 
 lies the difficulty," returned Ferracute, " how with- 
 out human aid, as you affirm, he could spring from
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. f 
 
 the womb." " Surely," said Orlando, " God, who 
 formed Adam from no seed, could'form his Son in 
 like manner ; and as from God the Father he was 
 without Mother, so from his Mother did he spring 
 without an earthly Father." " It makes me blush," 
 said the Giant, " to think that a virgin should con^ 
 ceive without a man." " He," answered Orlando, 
 " that causes the worm in the bean, and many spe- 
 cies of birds, beasts, and serpents, to engender with- 
 out the help of the male, could produce God and 
 Man of a pure Virgin without the help of Man. 
 For as his power enabled him to produce the first 
 man from the ground, so could he produce the se- 
 cond from a virgin." " I grant it," replied the Giant ; 
 " he might be born of a virgin ; but if he was the 
 Son of God, how could he die, for God never dies?" 
 "That indeed is true," said Orlando: *' as God, he 
 could not die ; but when he took our nature upon 
 him, and was made man, he became subject unto 
 death, for every man dies. As we believe his nati- 
 vity, so may we likewise believe his passion and 
 resurrection." 
 
 " And what is it we are to believe of his resur- 
 rection!" inquired Ferracute. "That he died, and 
 rose again the third day." The Giant, hearing this, 
 was greatly astonished, and exclaimed to Orlando, 
 ' Why do you talk so idly ? It is impossible that 
 a man, after he is once dead, can return to life 
 again." " Not only did the Son of God rise from 
 the dead/' replied Orlando, " but all the meu that
 
 30 TURPIN'S HISTORY or 
 
 have died since the creation of the world shall rise 
 again, and appear before his tribunal, where they 
 shall be re\varded every one according to his deeds, 
 whether they be good or evil. That God, who 
 makes the tree spring from the soil, and the grain 
 of wheat to rot in the ground, that it may revive 
 with fresh increase, can at the last day clothe the 
 souls of men with their own bodies, and restore 
 them to life. Take the mystic example of the lion, 
 which on the third day revives his dead cubs with his 
 breath by licking them. What wonder, then, that 
 God should after three days revive his Son ? Nor 
 ought it to seem strange, that, as the Sou of 
 God rose from the dead, many others of the dead 
 should rise even before his own resurrection. If 
 Elijah and Elisha by the power of God could per- 
 form this miracle, how much more easily could the 
 Father restore the Son, whom it was indeed impos- 
 sible that Death could retain in his fetters. Death 
 fled at his sight, as he shall fly likewise at the sound 
 of his voice, when the whole phalanx of the dead 
 shall rise again." " Enough," said Ferracute, " I 
 clearly perceive all this ; but how could he ascend 
 into heaven V " He that descended," answered. 
 Orlando, " could easily ascend. He that rose 
 of himself could enter the skies in triumph. Does 
 not the wheel of the mill descend low, and return to 
 its height again ? Does not the bird in the air ascend 
 and descend 1 Can you not yourself come down 
 from a mountain, and return thither ? Did not the
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 51 
 
 sun yesterday rise in the east and set in the west, 
 and yet rise again in the cast to-day ? To that place 
 from whence the Son of God descended, did he 
 likewise ascend." 
 
 " Well," said Ferracute, " to end our arguments, 
 I will fight you on these terms : If the faith you 
 profess be the true faith, you shall conquer ; other- 
 wise the victory shall be mine ; and let the issue be 
 eternal honor to the conqueror, but dishonor to the 
 vanquished." " Be it so !" said Orlando : where- 
 upon they immediately fell to blows. But the V<TT 
 first which the Giant aimed at him would have cer- 
 tainly been fatal, if Orlando had not nimbly leaped 
 aside, and caught it on his stalf, which was how- 
 ever cut w twain. The Giant, seeing his advantage, 
 then rushed in upon him, and both came to the 
 ground together. Orlendo then, finding it impossible 
 to escape, instantly implored the divine assistance, 
 and, feeling himself re-invigorated, sprung upon his 
 feet, when, seizing the Giant's sword, he thrust it 
 into his navel, and made his escape. Ferracute, 
 finding himself mortally wounded, called aloud upon 
 Mahomet ; which the Saracens hearing, sallied from 
 the city, and bore him oft* in their arms. Orlando 
 returned safe to the camp ; the Christians then boldly 
 attacked the city, and carried it by storm. The 
 Giant and his people were slain, his castle taken, 
 and all the Christian warriors liberated.
 
 &2 TURPIN'S HISTORY of 
 
 t 
 
 CHAP. XVIII. 
 
 The War of the Musks. 
 
 Soon after the Emperor heard that Ibraim, King 
 of Seville, and Almanzor, who escaped from the 
 battle of Pampeluna, had gathered together at Cor- 
 dova a body of troops from seven* of the neigh* 
 bouring cities of Seville. Thither then did the King 
 pursue his march with six thousand men, and found 
 the Saracens, ten thousand strong, about three miles 
 from the city. The King formed his army into three 
 divisions. The first composed of his best troops, 
 all cavalry ; the two last, foot. The Saracens form- 
 ed theirs in a similar manner. But when the King 
 in person advanced against the first squadron of Pa- 
 gans, he found them all disguised in bearded masks, 
 with horns upon their heads, like demons, making so 
 strange a din with their hands upon their drums and 
 other instruments, that the horses were terrified, and 
 galloped back in spite of all their riders could do 
 to prevent them. Whereupon the foot retreated 
 likewise to an adjacent mountain, where, uniting 
 in one squadron, they stopped for the Saracens, who 
 would then advance no further, but gave our people 
 time to pitch their tents, and encamp that night. 
 
 Charles then called a council of his captains, and 
 agreed to tie bandages over their horses* eyes, and 
 to stuff their ears, in order to disconcert this strata- 
 gem on the morrow. Admirable experiment!- For 
 
 The names of four of these Citie* were Ubcda, Abcla, Baez. 
 aud Granada.
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 33 
 
 ow we fought the enemy from morning till night, 
 and slew a great number, though it was by no means 
 a g: al slaughter ; for the Saracens, again joining in 
 martial array, brought forward a castle, drawn by 
 eight oxen, with a certain red banner waving upon, 
 it, which so long as they saw present, it was their 
 rule never to fly. The King, knowing this, armed 
 himself with a strong breast-plate, a mighty spear, 
 and invincible sword, and, aided by divine assist- 
 ance, hewed his way through his enemies, overturn- 
 ing them to right and left, till he reached the 
 car, when, cutting the flag-pole with his sword, the 
 Saracens instantly fled in all directions. Prodigious 
 shouts were made by both armies. We then 
 slew eight thousand Moors, together with Ibraiui, 
 King of Seville. Almanzor made good his retreat 
 into the city, but submitted to Charles the day 
 after, consenting to be baptized, and to do homage 
 for his dominions. 
 
 The King now divided the conquered countries of 
 Spain amongst his soldiers. Navarre and Beam be 
 gave to the inhabitants of Brittany ; Castile to the 
 Franks ; Nadres and Saragossa to the Apulians ; 
 Arragon to the Ponthieuse ; Andalusia, on the sea 
 coast, to the Germans ; and Portugal to the Dacians 
 and Flemings. But the French would not settle in 
 the mountainous parts of Gall icia. Thus apparently 
 there remained no more enemies in Spaiu to molest 
 the Emperor. 
 
 VOL. i. d
 
 34 TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 CHAP. XIX. 
 
 Of the Council the Emperor summoned ; and of his Journey 
 to Compostella. 
 
 Charles then dismissed the greatest part of his 
 troops, and came to Gallicia, where he behaved 
 very liberally to the Christians he found there, but 
 either put to death or banished those that had re- 
 volted to the Moorish faith. He then appointed 
 bishops and prelates in every city, and, assembling 
 a council of the chief dignitaries in Compostella, 
 decreed that the church of St. James should be 
 henceforth considered as the Metropolitan, instead 
 of Iria, as it was no city, subjecting Iria likewise to 
 Compostella. In the same council I, Turpin, Arch- 
 bishop of Rheims, together with forty other Bishops 
 and Prelates, dedicated, by the King's command, the 
 church and altar of St. James, with extraordinary 
 splendor and magnificence. All Spain and Gallicia 
 were made subject to this holy place : it was more- 
 over endowed with four pieces of money from every 
 house throughout the kingdom, and at the same 
 time totally freed from the royal jurisdiction; being 
 from that hour styled the Apostolic See, as the body 
 of the holy Apostle laid entombed within it. Here like- 
 wise the general councils of Spain are held ; the Bishops 
 ordained, and the Kings crowned by the hand of the 
 Metropolitan Bishop, to the Apostle's honor. Here 
 too, when any crying sin is committed, or innovations 
 made in the faith and precepts of our Lord, through
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 35 
 
 the meritoriousness of this venerable edifice the griev- 
 ance is discovered, and atonement made. As the 
 Eastern Apostolic See was established by St. John, 
 the brother of St. James, at Ephesus, so was the 
 Western established in Gallicia by St. James. 
 
 And those Sees are undoubtedly the true Sees. 
 Ephesus on the right hand of Christ's earthly king- 
 dom, and Compostella on the left, both which fell 
 to the share of the sous of Zebedee, according to 
 their request. There are, then, three Sees which are 
 deservedly held pre-eminent, even as our Lord gave 
 the pre-eminence to the three Apostles, Peter, James, 
 and John, who first established them. And certain- 
 ly these three places should be deemed more sacred 
 than others, where they preached, and their bodies 
 lie enshrined. Rome claims the superiority from 
 Peter, Prince of the Apostles. Compostella holds 
 the second place from St. James, the elder brother of 
 St. John, and first inheritor of the crown of martyr- 
 dom. He dignified it with his preaching, consecrat- 
 ed it with his sepulchre, and ceases not to exalt it 
 by miracles and dispensations of mercy. The third 
 See justly is Ephesus; for there St. John wrote his 
 gospel, " In the beginning was the Word," assembling 
 there likewise the bishops of the neighbouring cities, 
 whom he calls Angels in the Apocalypse. He esta- 
 blished that church by his doctrine and miracles, and 
 there his body was entombed. If, therefore, any 
 difficulty should occur that cannot elsewhere be re- 
 solved, let it be brought before these Sees, and it 
 d2
 
 36 TURPIN'S HISTOKY OF 
 
 shall, by divine grace, be decided. As Gallicla was 
 freed in these early ages from the Saracen yoke, by 
 the favor of God and St. James, and by the King's 
 yalour, so may it continue firm in the Orthodox faith 
 till the consummation of ages ! 
 
 CHAP. XX. 
 
 Of the Emperor's Person and Courage. 
 
 The Emperor was of a ruddy complexion, with 
 brown hair; of a well-made handsome form, but 
 a stern visage. His height was about eight of his 
 own feet, which were very long. He was of a strong 
 robust make ; his legs and thighs very stout, and 
 his sinews firm. His face was thirteen inches long ; 
 his beard a palm ; his nose half a palm ; his fore- 
 head a foot over. His lion-like eyes flashed fire like 
 carbuncles ; his eye-brows were half a palm over. 
 When he was angry, it was a terror to look upon 
 him. He required eight spans for his girdle, besides 
 what hung loose. He ate sparingly of bread ; but 
 a whole quarter of lamb, two fowls, a goose, or a 
 large portion of pork ; a peacock, crane, or a whole 
 hare. He drank moderately of wine and water. 
 He was so strong, that he could at a single blow 
 cleave asunder an armed soldier on horseback from 
 the head to the waist, and the horse likewise. He 
 easily vaulted over four horses harnessed together ; 
 and could raise an armed man from the ground to 
 liis head, a* he stood ergct upon his hand.
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 37 
 
 He was liberal, just in his decrees, and fluent of 
 speech. Four days in the year, especially during his 
 residence in Spain, he held a solemn assembly at 
 court, adorning himself with his royal crown and 
 sceptre ; namely, on Christmas-day, at Easter, Whit- 
 suntide, and on the festival of St. James. A naked 
 sword, after the imperial fashion, was then borne 
 before him. A hundred and twenty orthodox 
 soldiers watched nightly round his couch, in three 
 courses of forty each. A drawn sword was laid at his 
 right hand, and a lighted candle at his left. Although 
 many would delight to read his great actions, 
 they would be too tedious to relate. How he in- 
 vested Galifer, Admiral of Coleto, where he was 
 banished, with the military order, and, in return 
 for his kindness, slew Bramantes, his enemy, the 
 proud Saracen King ; how many kingdoms and 
 countries he conquered ; Abbies he founded ; bodies 
 of the saints and relicks he enshrined in gold ; ho\t 
 he was made Emperor of Rome, and visited the holy 
 sepulchre, bringing back with him the wood of the 
 Holy Cross, wherewith he endowed the shrine of St. 
 James ; of all this I shall say no more : the hand 
 and the pen would sooner fail than the history. But 
 what befel his army at his return to France, we now 
 briefly proceed to relate. 

 
 38 TURPIN'S HISTOBY 
 
 CHAP. XXI. 
 
 Of the Treachery of Gunulon ; the Battle of Ronceval, and 
 the Sufferings of the Christian Warriors. 
 
 When this famous Emperor had thus recovered 
 Spain to the glory of our Lord and St. James, after 
 a season he returned to Pampeluna, and encamped 
 there, with his army. At that time there was iu 
 Saragossa two Saracen Kings, Marsir, and Beligard, 
 his brother, sent by the Soldan of Babylon from 
 Persia to Spain. Charles had subjugated them to 
 his dominion, and they served him upon all occa- 
 sions, but only with feigned fidelity. For the King 
 having sent Ganalon to require them to be bap- 
 tized, and to pay tribute, they sent him thirty horse- 
 load of gold, silver, and jewels; forty load of 
 wine likewise for his soldiers, and a thousand beau- 
 tiful Saracen women. But at the same time they 
 covenanted with Ganalon to betray the King's army 
 into their hands for twenty horse-load of gold and 
 silver: which wicked compact being accordingly 
 made, Ganalon returned to the King with intelli- 
 gence that Marsir would embrace the Christian faith, 
 and was preparing to follow him into France to re- 
 ceive baptism there, and would then hold all Spain 
 under oath of fealty to him. The old soldiers would 
 accept the wine only, but the young men were 
 highly gratified with the present of the women. 
 
 Charles, confiding in Gaualon, now began his
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 39 
 
 march through the pass of the mountains, in his 
 return to France ; giving the command of the rear to 
 his nephew, Orlando, Count of Mans and Lord of 
 Guienne, and to Oliver, Count of Auvergne, order- 
 ing them to keep the station of Ronceval with thirty 
 thousand men, whilst he passed it with the rest of the 
 army. But many, who had on the night preceding 
 intoxicated themselves with wine, and been guilty of 
 fornication with the Saracen women, and other 
 women that followed the camp from France, incurred 
 the penalty of death. What more shall we say? 
 When Charles had safely passed the narrow strait 
 that leads into Gascony, between the mountains, 
 with twenty thousand of his warriors, Turpin, the 
 Archbishop, and Ganalon, and while the rear kept 
 guard, early in the morning Marsir and Beligard, 
 rushing down from the hills, where, by Ganalon's 
 advice, they had lain two days in ambush, form- 
 ed their troops into two great divisions, and with the 
 first of twenty thousand men attacked our army, 
 which making a bold resistance, fought from morn- 
 ing to the third hour, and utterly destroyed, the 
 enemy. But a fresh corps of thirty thousand Sara- 
 cens now poured furiously down upon the Christians, 
 already faint and exhausted with righting so long, 
 and smote them from high to low, so that scarcely 
 one escaped. Some were transpierced with lances ; 
 some killed with clubs ; others beheaded, burnt, 
 fiead alive, or suspended on trees ; only Orlando, 
 Baldwin, and Theodoric, were left: the two last
 
 40 TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 gained the woods, and finally escaped. After this 
 terrible slaughter the Saracens retreated a league 
 from the field of battle. 
 
 And here it may be asked, why God permitted 
 those to perish who in no wise had defiled themselves 
 with women 1 It was, indeed, to prevent them from 
 committing fresh sins at their return home, and to 
 give them a crown of glory in reward for their toils. 
 But neither is it to be doubted but those who were 
 guilty of this fault amply atoned for it by their 
 death. In that awful hour they confessed his name, 
 bewailing their sins, and the all-merciful God forgot 
 not their past labours for the sake of Christ, for 
 whose faith they lost their lives. The company of 
 women is evidently baneful to the warrior : those 
 earthly Princes Darius and Mark Anthony were at- 
 tended by their women, and perished ; for lust at 
 once enervates the soul and the body. 
 
 Those who fell into intoxication and lasciviousness 
 typify the priests that war against vice, but suft'er 
 themselves to be overcome by wine and sensual ap- 
 petites, till they are slain by their enemy the devil, 
 and punished with eternal death. 
 
 CHAP. XXII. 
 
 Of the Death of Marsir, and the Flight of Bdigard. 
 
 As Orlando was returning after the battle was 
 over to view the Saracen army, he met a certain 
 black Saracen, who had fled from the field, and
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 41 
 
 concealed himself in the woods, whom he seized and 
 bound to a tree with four bands. Then, ascending a 
 lofty hill, he surveyed the Moorish army, and, seeing 
 likewise many Christians retreating by the Ronceval 
 road, he blew his horn, and was joined by about a hun- 
 dred of them, with whom he returned to the Saracen, 
 and promised to give him his life if he would shew 
 him Marsir ; which having performed, he set him at 
 liberty. Animating his little band, Orlando was soon 
 amidst the thickest of the enemy, and, finding one of 
 huger stature than the rest, he hewed him and his 
 horse in twain, so that the halves fell different ways. 
 Marsir and his companions then fled in all directions, 
 but Orlando, trusting in the divine aid, rushed forward, 
 and, overcoming all opposition, slew Marsir on the 
 spot. By this time every one of the Christians was 
 slain, and Orlando himself sorely wounded in five 
 places by lances, and grievously battered likewise 
 \\\ih stones. Beligard, seeing Marsir had fallen, 
 retired from the field with the rest of the Sara- 
 cens ; whilst Theodoric and Baldwin, and some few 
 other Christians, made their way through the pass, 
 towards which Orlando, wandering, came likewise 
 to the foot of it, and, alighting from his steed, 
 stretched himself on the ground, beneath a tree, near 
 a block of marble, that stood erect in the meadows 
 of Ronceval. 
 
 Here drawing his sword, Durenda, which signifies 
 a hard blow, a sword of exquisite workmanship, fine 
 temper, and resplendent brightness, which he would
 
 42 TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 sooner have lost his arm than parted with, as he 
 held it in his hand, regarding it earnestly, he ad- 
 dressed it in these words : " O sword of unparalleled 
 brightness, excellent dimensions, admirable temper, 
 and hilt of the whitest ivory, decorated with a splen- 
 did cross of gold, topped by a berylline apple, en- 
 graved with the sacred name of God, endued with 
 keenness, and every other, virtue, who now shall 
 wield thee in battle? who shall call thee master? 
 He that possessed thee was never conquered, never 
 daunted at the foe ; phantoms never appalled him. 
 Aided by Omnipotence, with thee did he destroy the 
 Saracen, exalt the faith of Christ, and acquire con- 
 summate glory. Oft hast thou vindicated the blood 
 of Jesus, against Pagans, Jews, and Heretics; oft 
 hewed off the hand and foot of the robber, fulfilling 
 divine justice. O happy sword, keenest of the 
 keen ; never was one like thee ! He that made thee, 
 made not thy fellow ! Not one escaped with life from 
 thy stroke ! If the slothful timid soldier should now 
 possess thee, or the base Saracen, my grief would be 
 unspeakable ! Thus, then, do I prevent thy falling 
 into their hands." He then struck the block of mar- 
 ble thrice, which cleft it in the midst, and broke 
 the sword in twain. 
 
 CHAP. XXIII. 
 
 Of the Sound of Orlando's Horn ; of his Confession, and 
 Death. ' 
 
 He now blew a loud blast with his horn, to sum-
 
 CHARLKS THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 43 
 
 Tnon any Christian concealed in the adjacent woods 
 to his assistance, or to recal his friends beyond 
 the pass. This horn was endued with such power, 
 that all other horns were split by its sound; and 
 it is said that Orlando at that time blew it with 
 such vehemence, that he burst the veins and nerves 
 of his neck. The sound reached the King's ears, 
 who lay encamped in the valley still called by his 
 name, about eight miles from Ronceval, towards 
 Gascony, being carried so far by supernatural power. 
 Charles would have flown to his succour, but was 
 prevented by Ganalon, who, conscious of Orlando's 
 sufferings, insinuated it was usual with him to sound 
 his horn on light occasions. " He is, perhaps," said 
 he, " pursuing some wild beast, and the sound echoes 
 through the woods ; it will be fruitless, therefore, to 
 seek him." O wicked traitor, deceitful as Judas! 
 What dost thou merit ? 
 
 Orlando now grew very thirsty, and cried for 
 water to Baldwin, who just then approached him ; 
 but unable to find any, and seeing him so near his 
 end, heblessed him, and, again mounting his steed, 
 galloped oft" for assistance to the army. Immediately 
 after Theodoric came up, and, bitterly grieving to 
 see him in this condition, bade him strengthen his 
 soul by confessing his faith. Orlando had that 
 morning received the blessed Eucharist, and con- 
 fessed his sins before he went to battle, this being 
 the custom with all the warriors at that time, for 
 which purpose many bishops and inoqks attended
 
 44 TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 the army to give them absolution. The martyr of 
 Christ then cast up his eyes to heaven, aud cried, 
 " O Lord Jesus, for whose sake I came into these 
 barbarous regions ; through thy aid only have I 
 conquered innumerable Pagans, enduring blows 
 and wounds, reproach, derision, and fatigue, heat 
 and cold, hunger and thirst. To thee do I com- 
 mit my soul in this trying hour. Thou, who didst 
 suffer on the cross for those who deserved not 
 thy favor, deliver my soul, I beseech thee, from 
 eternal death ! I confess myself a most grievous 
 sinner, but thou mercifully dost forgive our sins : 
 thou pitiest every one, and hatest nothing which 
 thou hast made, covering the sins of the penitent in 
 whatsoever day they turn unto thee with true con- 
 trition. O thou, who didst spare thy enemies, and 
 the woman taken in adultery ; who didst pardon 
 Mary Magdalen, and look with compassion on the 
 weeping Peter ; who didst likewise open the gate of 
 Paradise to the thief that confessed thee upon the 
 rross; have mercy upon me, and receive my soul 
 into thy everlasting rest ! 
 
 " Thou art he who preventest our bodies from 
 perishing in the grave, changing them to greater 
 glory : thou, O Lord, art he, who hast said, ' thou 
 rather wouldest the sinner should live than die.' I 
 believe in thee with my whole heart, and confess 
 thee with my lips ; therefore I beseech thee to re- 
 ceive me into the enjoyment of a better life when 
 this is ended. Let my sense and intellects be in the
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 45 
 
 same measure improved as the shadow differs from 
 the substance." And now, grasping the flesh and 
 skin near his heart (as Theodoric afterwards related), 
 he continued his speech with bitter groauings. " O 
 Lord Jesus Christ, Sou of God, and of the blessed 
 Virgin, with my inmost soul do I confess that thou, 
 my Redeemer, dost live, and that at the day of 
 judgment I shall rise, and in my flesh behold thee, 
 my God and my Saviour !" And thrice, thus grasp- 
 ing his breast, did he repeat those words; and, 
 laying his hand upon his eyes in like manner, he 
 said, " And these eyes shall behold thee !" Uncover- 
 ing them, h again looked up to heaven, and, signing 
 himself with the sign of the cross, he uttered, " All 
 earthly things are vain and unprofitable ; I am uovr 
 taught of Christ, that eye hath not seen, nor ear 
 heard, neither hath it entered into the heart of mail 
 to conceive, the good things that God hath prepared 
 for them that love him." Then, stretching his 
 hands to heaven, he uttered this prayer for them 
 that perished in the battle : 
 
 " Let thy bowels of compassion, O Lord, be open 
 to thy faithful servants, who have this day perished 
 by the hand of the barbarians. Hither did they 
 come to vindicate thy faith; for thy sake are 
 they fallen. Do thou, O Lord, mercifully blot out 
 their offences, accounting them worthy to be deliver- 
 ed from the pains of hell. Send thy archangels to 
 rescue their souls from darkness, and bear them to 
 the regions of light, where thy bleased martyrs
 
 -46" TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 eternally live and reign with thee, who dost live and 
 reign with God the Father, and the Holy Spirit, to all 
 ages. Amen !" Immediately after this confession 
 and prayer, his soul winged its flight from his body, 
 and was borne by angels to Paradise, where he reigns 
 in transcendent glory, united by his meritorious 
 deeds to the blessed choir of martyrs. 
 
 CHAP.-XXIV. 
 
 Of Orlando s Rank and Virtues. 
 Ko longer it becomes the heart to mourn 
 
 A hero of immortal joys possess'd ; 
 Of noble rank, and noble parents born, 
 
 For nobler deeds in heav'n with glory blest. 
 
 To none inferior, thine was native worth ; 
 
 Thy feet still tending to the temple's bounds ; 
 A glorious model to the wond'ring earth, 
 
 A faithful balsam to thy country's wounds. 
 
 The Clergy's refuge, and the Widow's friend, 
 Bounteous to guests, and liberal to the poor ; 
 
 To heav'n thy parting steps may safely bend, 
 Whose works have open'd wide salvation's door. 
 
 Thy tongue the fount of heav'nly eloquence, 
 That still would slake the thirst, and never pall. 
 
 Endued with graceful wit, and manly sense, 
 Proclaim'd thee common father, friend of all.
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 47 
 
 Blest Chief, farewel ! but not the marbled uni 
 That holds thy ashes can thy soul contain : 
 
 Our wond'ring eyes to heav'n above we turn, 
 Where thou for ever dost triumphant reiijn. 
 
 CHAP. xxv. 
 
 Archbishop Tttrpin's Vision, and the King's Lamentation 
 for Orlando. 
 
 What more shall we say ? Whilst the soul of the 
 blessed Orlando was leaving his body, I, Turpin, 
 standing near the King in the valley of Charles, 
 at the moment I was celebrating the mass of the 
 dead, namely on the l6th day of June, fell into a 
 trance, and, hearing the angelic choir sing aloud, I 
 wondered what it might be. Now, when they had 
 ascended on high, behold there came after them a 
 phalanx of terrible ones, like warriors returning from 
 the spoil, bearing their prey. Presently I inquired 
 of one of them what it meant, and was answered, 
 " We are bearing the soul of Marsir to hell, but 
 yonder is Michael bearing the Horn-winder to 
 heaven." When mass was over, I told the King 
 what I had seen ; and whilst I was yet speaking, be- 
 hold Baldwin rode up on Orlando's horse, and related 
 what had befallen him, and where he had left the 
 hero in the agonies of death, beside a stone in the 
 meadows at the foot of the mountain ; whereupon 
 the whole army immediately marched back to Ron* 
 ceval,
 
 48 TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 The King himself first discovered the hero, lying 
 in the form of the cross, and began to lament over 
 him with bitter sighs and sobs, wringing his hands, 
 and tearing his hair and beard. " O right arm," 
 cried he, " of thy sovereign's body ; honor of the 
 French ; sword of justice, inflexible spear, inviolable 
 breast-plate, shield of safety ; a Judas Maccabeus 
 in probity, a Samson in strength ; hi death like Saul 
 and Jonathan ; brave, experienced soldier, great 
 and noble defender of the Christians, scourge of the 
 Saracens ; a wall to the clergy, the widow's and 
 orphan's friend, just and faithful in judgment! 
 Renowned Count of the French, valiant captain of 
 our armies, why did I leave thee here to perish 1 
 How can I behold thee dead, and not expire my- 
 self? Why hast thou left me sorrowful and alone I 
 A poor miserable King ! But thou art exalted to the 
 kingdom of heaven, and dost enjoy the company of 
 angels and martyrs. Without cease shall I lament 
 over thee, as David did over Saul and Jonathan, and 
 his son Absalom. 
 
 Thy soul is fled to happier scenes above, 
 
 And left us mourning to lament thee here; 
 Blest in thy God and Saviour's fav'ring love, 
 
 Who wipes from ev'ry eye the trickling tear. 
 
 Six lustres and eight years thou dwell'dst below, 
 
 But, snatch'd from earth toheav'n, thou reign'st on high, 
 
 Where feasts divine immortal spirits know, 
 And joys transcendent fill the starry sky.
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 49 
 
 Thus did Charles mourn for Orlando to the very 
 last day of his life. On the spot where he died he 
 encamped ; and caused the body to be enbalmed 
 with balsam, myrrh, and aloes. The whole camp 
 watched it that night, honoring his corse with hymns 
 and songs, and innumerable torches and fires kindled 
 on the adjacent mountains. 
 
 CHAP. xxvi,, 
 
 How the Sun stood still for three Days ; the Slaughter of 
 four thousand Saracens ; and the Death qfGanalon. 
 
 Early on the next day they came to the field of 
 battle in Ronceval, and found the bodies of their 
 friends, many of them still alive, but mortally 
 wounded. Oliver was lying on his face, pinioned 
 to the ground in the form of the cross, and flead 
 from the neck to his finger ends ; pierced also with 
 darts and javelins, and bruised with clubs. The 
 mourning was now dismal ; every one wept for his 
 friend, till the groves and vallies resounded with 
 wailing. Charles solemnly vowed to pursue the 
 Pagans till he found them ; and, inarching in pur- 
 suit with his whole army, the sun stood still for 
 three days till he overtook them on the banks of the 
 Ebro, near Saragossa, feasting and rejoicing for 
 their success. Attacking them valiantly, he then 
 slew four thousand, and dispersed the rest. What 
 further ? We now returned to Ronceval, bearing 
 
 VOL. I. e
 
 30 TURPIN'S HISTORY OF 
 
 with us the sick and wounded to the spot where 
 Orlando fell. The Emperor then made strict in- 
 quiry after the treachery of Ganalon, which began 
 to be universally rumoured about. Trial was or- 
 dained by single combat, Pinabel for Ganalon, and 
 Theodoric for the Accuser; when, the latter gaining 
 the victory, the treason was proved. Ganalon was 
 now sentenced to be torn to pieces by four wild 
 horses, which was accordingly executed. 
 
 CHAP. XXVIT. 
 
 The Embalming of the Dead. 
 
 They now embalmed the dead bodies of their 
 friends ; some with myrrh and balsam, some with 
 salt, taking out the bowels, and filling the bodies 
 with aromatic drugs, or with salt only. Some were 
 buried on the spot ; others conveyed to France ; 
 but many that became putrid and offensive were 
 buried on the road. Wooden carriages were made 
 For the dead, but the sick and wounded were borne 
 away on litters upon their shoulders. 
 
 CHAP. XXVIII. 
 
 Of the consecrated Cemeteries of Aries and Bordeaux. 
 
 Two chief burying grounds were now consecrated 
 at Aries and Bordeaux by seven Bishops ; Maximin 
 of Aix, Trophimus of Aries, Fan! of Narbonne, Sa- 
 turnihc of Tiioulouse, Frontorne of Pcrigord, Martial 
 of Limoges, and Eutropius of Xantongc ; where llie
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 51 
 
 major part of the warriors were interred that fell in 
 the battles of Ronceval and Mount Garzim. 
 
 CHAP. XXIX. 
 
 Of the Burial of Orlando and his Companions at Blaye, and 
 other Places. 
 
 Charles deferred the burial of Orlando till he came 
 to Blaye. His body was laid upon gold tapestry on 
 two mules, covered with a pall, and at length 
 honorably interred in the Church of St. Roman, 
 which he had formerly built, arid endowed with re- 
 gular Canons. His helmet Avas placed upon his 
 head, and his ivory horn at his feet But the body 
 was afterwards translated to St. Severin in Bordeaux, 
 the chief city of these provinces, where it was joy- 
 fully welcomed, as it had liberally tasted his muni- 
 ficence. 
 
 At Blaye likewise were btiried Oliver, and Galde- 
 bode King of Friezeland ; Ogier, King of Dacia ; 
 Aristagnus, Kiug of Brittany ; Garin, Duke of 
 Lorraine ; and many other warriors. Happy town ! 
 graced with the sepulchres of so many heroes. At 
 Bordeaux, in the Cemetery of St. Severin, were 
 buried Gayfere, King of Bordeaux ; An^elerus, 
 Duke of Aquitaine ; Lambert, Prince of Bourges ; 
 Galerius Galin; Rinaldo of the White-Thorn ; 
 Walter of the Olive-Trees; Vulterinus, and five 
 thousand of their soldiers. Ocellus, Count of 
 Nantes, and most of the inhabitants of Brittany, 
 e -2
 
 52 TURPlN's HISTORY OP 
 
 were buried in that city. Charles gave twelve thou- 
 sand pieces of silver and talents of gold for the 
 repose of their souls, and fed the poor for many 
 miles round the city of Blaye ; endowing the church 
 likewise with rich vestments, and silver ornaments, 
 for the love he bore Orlando ; freeing the Canons 
 from all service but prayers for him and his com- 
 panions. He moreover cloathed and entertained 
 thirty poor men on the anniversary of their martyr- 
 dom, establishing Minstrels, Masses, and other so- 
 lemnities, which the Canons were not to neglect OB 
 that day, as they hoped to merit a crown of glory ; 
 which they promised to perform. 
 
 CHAP. xxx. 
 
 Of those buried at Aries. 
 
 After this the King and his army proceeded by 
 the way of Gascony and Thoulouse, and came to 
 Aries, where we found the army of Burgundy, which 
 had left us in the hostile valley, bringing their dead 
 by the way of Morbihan and Thoulouse, to bury 
 them in the plain of Aries. Here we performed the 
 rites of Estolfo, Count of Champagne ; of Solomon ; 
 Sampson, Duke of Burgundy ; Arnold of Berlanda; 
 Alberic of Burgundy ; Gurnard, Esturinite, Hato, 
 J nonius, Berard, Bereiigaire, and Naaman Duke of 
 Bourbon, and of ten thousand of their soldiers. 
 Constantine, Governor of Rome, and other Romans, 
 were conveyed thither by sea, and buried in Apulia.
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 53 
 
 The King gave twelve thousand pieces of silver, and 
 as many talents of gold, for the repose of their souls, 
 and to the poor of Aries, 
 
 CHAP. XXXI. 
 
 Of the Council held at St. Denis. 
 
 We then came to Vienne, where I remained to be 
 healed of the scars and wounds I received in Spain. 
 The King, much fatigued, at length arrived at 
 Paris; and, assembling a council of his chief princes 
 and bishops at St. Denis, returned thanks to God 
 for his victory over the Pagans, and gave all France 
 as a manor to that church, in the same manner as 
 St. Paul and St. Clement had formerly endowed the 
 bishopric of Rome. The French Bishops were like- 
 wise to be ordained there, and not made amenable 
 to the See of Rome. Then, standing by the tomb of 
 St. Denis, he entreated the Lord for all who had 
 died in his cause. 
 
 The very next night St. Denis appeared to the 
 King in his sleep, assuring him that full pardon of 
 sin was granted to all that followed . him, and 
 had fought and perished in the wars with the Sara 
 cens; that they likewise should recover of their 
 wounds who had bestowed money on the church ; 
 which being made known by the King, very liberal 
 offerings were made by the people, who thus ac- 
 quired the name of Franks; and the whole land, 
 formerly called Gaul, was now changed to France,
 
 54 TURPIN'S HISTORY ot 
 
 as being freed from all servitude, and having do- 
 minion over other nations. The King then went to 
 Aix la Chapelle, in the county of Liege, to bathe 
 and drink the waters, where he liberally endowed St. 
 Mary's Church with gold and silver, ordering it to 
 be painted with ancient and modern histories, and 
 his palace to be decorated with the representation of 
 his wars in Spain ; with emblems of the seven liberal 
 arts, and other excellent embellishments. 
 
 CHAP. XXXII. 
 
 Of the King's Death. 
 
 Soon after, the King's approaching death was re- 
 vealed to me ; for, behold, as I was praying in the 
 church of Vienne, I fell into a trance, as I was singing 
 psalms, and saw innumerable companies of soldiers 
 pass before me by the Lorraine road. A certain one, 
 black as an Ethiop, followed them, of whom I in- 
 quired whither he was going, and received for 
 answer that he was awaiting the death of Charles to 
 take possession of his soul. " I conjure you, then," 
 said I, " by the name of the Lord Jesus, to return 
 when you have completed your errand." When I had 
 rested some time, and begun to explain the psalms, 
 behold they returned back, and, speaking to the 
 same person I before addressed, I inquired whom he 
 had been seeking, and was answered, " the Galli- 
 cian ;" but the stones and timber of the churches he 
 founded balanced so greatly in his favor, that his
 
 CHARLES THE GREAT AND ORLANDO. 55 
 
 good works out-weighed his bad, and his soul was 
 snatched from us, and at this the demon vanished. 
 Thus I understood Charles died that day, and was 
 carried into the bosom of God and St. James. But 
 as I had requested him, before we parted at Vier.r.e, 
 to send me notice of his decease in case it preceded 
 mine, being then grievously sick, and remembering 
 his promise, he encharged a certain learned soldier 
 to bring me word the moment he died. What more 
 need I add ? The messenger arrived on the fifteenth 
 day after it happened. He had, indeed, been 
 grievously afflicted with illness from the hour he left 
 Spain, and suffered still more in mind than in body 
 for the friends he lost on the unfortunate l6th of 
 June. On the same day that I saw the vision, name- 
 ly on the 5th of February, in the year of our Lord 
 814, he departed this life, and was sumptuously 
 buried in the round church of St. Mary, which he had 
 himself built ; and this sign I was credibly informed 
 happened yearly for three years together before his 
 death, " The Sun and Moon became dark, and his 
 name, Charles the Prince, inscribed on the church, was 
 totally obliterated of itself ; and the portico likewise, 
 between the church and the palace, fell to the very 
 foundation." The wooden bridge also which he 
 built six years before over the Rhine at Mentz was 
 destroyed by fire, self-kindled. And the same day, 
 as a traveller was on his journey, he saw a great flame, 
 like the flame of a funeral pile, pass from right to 
 left before him ; which terrifying him greatly, he fell
 
 56 TURPIN'S HISTORY, #c. 
 
 from his horse, but was presently relieved by his 
 friends. 
 
 We therefore believe that he now enjoys the crown 
 of the blessed martyrs, whose labours he imitated, 
 whose pattern and example he followed. Whereby 
 we may understand, that whoever builds a church 
 to God's glory, provides for himself a residence in 
 his kingdom. For this cause was Charles snatched 
 from the hands of demons, and borne by good 
 angels to heavenly habitations.
 
 FLORESTA 
 
 DE VARIOS 
 
 ROMANCES 
 
 SACADOS 
 
 DE LAS HISTORIAS ANTIGUAS 
 
 toe jfrancta* 
 
 For DAMIAN LOPEZ de TORTAJADA. 
 
 THE FLOWER 
 
 OF THE 
 
 'Ctoetoe ^eers of jfrance, 
 
 TAKEN FROM ANCIENT HISTORIES: 
 
 WITH 
 
 ENGLISH METRICAL VERSIONS, 
 
 By THOMAS RODD.
 
 PREFACE 
 
 TO THE BALLADS, 
 
 FEW gentlemen, I believe, have visited Spain 
 without contracting a great predilection for the 
 ancient literature of the country : not that the 
 Spaniards of modern days are by any means de- 
 ficient in works of merit and genius, but their 
 true Augustan era is the age of Philip the Second. 
 Before his time, however, and soon after the in- 
 vention of printing, the works of Boi.irdo and 
 Ariosto contributed to increase the love of Ro- 
 mance already so prevalent in Spain, whether 
 originating in the ancient Celtag, the Moors and 
 Arabians, or in the Provencal language, which 
 at this very time is, or was, spoken by many 
 of the French settled on its southern coasts, 
 prior to the invasion of Bonaparte. In these 
 warm countries, the clear serenity of the even- 
 ing sky, after the intense heat of the day, leads 
 the inhabitants to assemble in parties, and 
 chaunt their ditties to the simple notes of the 
 guitar : but the very long ballads are not sung
 
 i> PREFACE TO THE BALLADS. 
 
 throughout by one person ; each, in succession, 
 repeats his verse till the whole is completed. 
 
 The real or supposed invasion of Spain, in 
 ancient times, by the French, has furnished the 
 subject of the Paladine Ballads, which are so 
 frequently mentioned in Don Quixote. Refer- 
 ences to them are continually occurring, so that 
 I flatter myself they will be no unacceptable 
 present to English literature. Even in Spain 
 the collection is far from common, especially 
 the earlier editions of it. But, before we pro- 
 ceed further, I shall present the reader with an 
 account of Charlemagne's expedition, as I find 
 it recorded by Antonio Beuter, an eminent Spa- 
 nish historical writer, who, after mentioning 
 several miracles performed in favor of Alfonzo 
 the Second, the ninth King of Leon, proceeds in 
 these words :- 
 
 ( ' During this interval the King's sister Dona 
 Ximena was brought to bed of a son, whom she 
 had by Don Sancho (or as others called him 
 Sandias) of Saldana, of whom she was ena- 
 moured, and was privately married to him with- 
 
 En rste comedio su Hermann Dona Ximena pario un 
 hijo del Conde Don Sancho (otros dizen Sandias) d 
 Saldana, de quien se enamorava, y sin saberlo el Rey se 
 casaran. Quando el Rey lo supo con grandissimo enojo 
 puso a su hcnnana en un monasterio, y al Conde mando
 
 PREFACE TO THE BALLADS. V 
 
 out the King's knowledge. The moment he 
 heard of it, he was highly incensed, confined 
 his sister in a monastery, and laid the Count in 
 irons in the castle of Luna, or Lima ; but took 
 the boy, named Bernardo, afterwards (from a 
 certain castle he built near Salamanca) Bernardo 
 del Carpio, and brought him up as his own son. 
 This Bernardo in the sequel became so valiant 
 and experienced, that the King governed the 
 whole court by his assistance. At this juncture 
 Charles the Emperor and King of France was 
 warring against the Moors in Catalonia, gaining 
 fresh territory, which when Alfonzo heard, it 
 appeared to him that the whole of Spain would 
 be happy under his protection ; he therefore 
 privately sent ambassadors, offering to surrender 
 up the whole kingdom of Leon, if he would assist 
 
 poner en hierros en el castillo de Luna, otros diren Lima, 
 y tomo el muchacho que se llama Bernaldo, y por un 
 castillo que despues labro cerco de Salamanca, llamado 
 el Carpio, se dixo del Carpio, y hizole criar como a su 
 hijo. Este salio tan valeroso y bien quisto, que se gover- 
 nava casi toda la Corte por el. En este sazon Don Car- 
 los, Rey de Francia y Emperador, hazia guerra en Ca- 
 thaluoa contra los Moros, ganando la tierra, y llegado las 
 nuevas dello al Rey Don Alfonso, parcciole que en manos 
 de tan buen Rey estaria bien la Espaiia, por este etnbian- 
 dole secretamente sus Embaxadores, offreciendole darle 
 el Regno de Leon, si le venia a socorrer contra los Mores
 
 vi PREFACE TO THE BALLADS. 
 
 him in his wars against the Moors of Cordova, 
 as he was now old and without children. The 
 Emperor accepted the offer, and the ambassa- 
 dors returned home. But when this agreement 
 was publicly divulged, the Princes or Grandees 
 of Spain assembling in council, emboldened 
 greatly by Bernardo del Carpio, plainly told the 
 King they would rather die free than live sub- 
 jects to the French, and that therefore he must 
 disannul the treaty with the Emperor, otherwise 
 they would deprive him of the kingdom. King 
 Alfonzo then sent a message to Charles to beg 
 he would hold him excused, but the latter, great- 
 ly resenting it, marched his army forward, declar- 
 ing that since he had broken his word he would 
 deprive him of the kingdom, and chastise those 
 persons that would not own himself for their 
 
 de Cordova, pues que se hallava viejo y sin hijos. El 
 Emperador acepto el ofreciniento y dixo que era con- 
 tento, y assi se bolvieron los Embaxadores. Luego se 
 supo en lacorte este concierto, y juntandole los Principes 
 de Espafia, insistiendo mucho Bernardo del Carpio, dixeron 
 elRey,quemasquerian morir libresque sugetos a Franceses, 
 porende que deshiziesse loque concertara con el Emperador 
 Carlos,sinoqueriaqueloechassen delReyno. Poresto em- 
 bio el Rey a dezir al Emperador que le tu viesse por escusado. 
 Mas ensanandose desta el Emperador, movio el exercito 
 contra el, diziendo, que pues le quebrava la palabra, que 
 le havia de quitar el Reyno, y cast'gar los que no le que-
 
 PREFACE TO THE BALLADS. t.l 
 
 master. When the Spaniards accordingly heard 
 the French were approaching, they united together 
 from the Asturias, Biscay, Alva, Navarre, Ru- 
 chonia, and Arragon, and summoning the 
 Moorish Kings, their allies and subjects, to their 
 assistance, marched boldly to meet the enemy. 
 King Charles's army lay at the back of the 
 Pyrenees, near France, in the valley still called 
 Mospitaval j but, hearing that the Spaniards were 
 coming, he marched through the valley of 
 Charles, which lay more convenient to ascend the 
 mountainous road, with his troops in good order. 
 " In the first squadron of the French army 
 came Orlando, Count of Britany, Count Anselm, 
 and ./Eghard, the Emperor's Chamberlain, with 
 several of the twelve Peers, and a great body of 
 cavalry- The centre likewiee had many brave 
 
 rian por seiior. Quando los Espailoles supieron la venida 
 de los Franceses, ayuntaranse de las Asturias, Viscaya, 
 Alva, Navarra, Ruchonia, y Aragon, muchas gentes, y 
 llamando los Reyes Moros que eran sus vasallos, o alia- 
 dos, salieron al encuentro a los enemigos. El exercito 
 de Carlos estava a las haldas de los Pyrineos hazia Fran- 
 cia en el valle que aun se llama Hospitaval, y sabieado 
 que los Espafioles vinicran, movio por la valle dicha 
 de Carlos, que es mas liana para subir a la cumbre de los 
 Pyrineos, puesta la gente en muy bucn orclen. En la pri- 
 mera esquadra iba Don Roldan adelantado de Bretanie, 
 y el Conde Anselmo, y Egiado mastrcsalo del Empcrudor
 
 vtil PREFACE TO THE BALLADS. 
 
 Knights attached to it. The Emperor, with 
 whom marched Count Galaron, brought up the 
 rear. The Spanish army lay in the red valley, 
 which we call Ronceval j and, as the first 
 squadron came up, they attacked it so furiously, 
 that those were best off who died upon the 
 spot, for those that fled were dashed to pieces 
 by falls from the rocky precipices. The van 
 thus suddenly destroyed, and Orlando and his 
 companions .slain, as the main body slowly 
 advanced, fatigued and encumbered with their 
 arms, the Moors reserved for this purpose re- 
 solutely attacked it, who, seeing the van routed, 
 were likewise defeated in turn, and fled, pursued 
 
 Carlos, y muchos de los doze Pares con gran cavalleria. 
 La segunda esquadra llevava gran numero de Cavalleros, 
 y el Emperador iva en la postrera batalla, do se hallava 
 el Conde Galaron. 1 exercito de los Espaiiolos estava 
 en la valle Rocida, que deziraos Roncesvalles, y assi como 
 la primera esquadra llego, dieronie tal mano, que los que 
 mejor libraron fueron los que alii murieron a manos de 
 los Espafiolcs, porque los que quisieron salearse despe- 
 fiandose por los riscos del monte, penaron mas eu morir 
 despedezadob. Destrocada subitamente la primera ba- 
 talla y muertos Roldan y los otros que allf venian, como 
 ivan cargadus de armas y cansados de la subida, dicron 
 los Moros en la segunda batalla, para la qual fueran assig- 
 nados, y como vieron los Franceses, perdida y destroza- 
 da la primera batalla, de ellos tenian la mayor fuerca,
 
 PREFACE To THE BALLADS. it 
 
 by the Moors, who destroyed the rest of the 
 twelve Peers. All this was achieved while 
 the Emperor lay in the valley of Charles, 
 marching leisurely on. French and Spanish 
 chronicles ascribe this loss to Count Gala- 
 ron, who detained the Emperor on the road, 
 so that he could not assist his friends. The 
 Moors, slaughtering and making prisoners all 
 they overtook, King Charles saw the magni* 
 tude of his loss, and retired greatly terrified, 
 under the impression that Bernardo del Carpio 
 was ready to fall upon his rear, having made his 
 way by the back of the mountains of Aspe and 
 Serla, with a great troop of Moors and Christians. 
 
 enflaquescieron peleaudo desmayadamente, y assi fueron 
 tambien vencidos y puestos en huyda, muriendo los que 
 hizieron rostro a los Moros, corrto fueron los que alii ivan 
 de los doze Pares. Todo esto fue despachado detenien- 
 dose el Emperador en dicha valle de Carlos, viniendo 
 muy a su passo y de espacio. Dizen la Coronica de 
 Espana y la Francesa, que el Conde Galaron, die* ocasion 
 a la ebta perdida de los Franceses, causando que el Empe- 
 rador se detuviesse, y no pudiesse socorrer a los suyoSi 
 Siguiendo pues los Moros a los que liuyan, matando y 
 aprisionando los que alcan^aron, vio Carlos su grandissima 
 perdida, y subitamente amedrentado, porque le dixeron 
 que Bernardo del Carpio le venia por las espaldas que 
 passara los monies por Aspe y Serla con grandissimo 
 poder de Moros y Christianos, sono su bozina recogiendo 
 VOI,. I. f
 
 jc PREFACE TO THE BALLADS. 
 
 Sounding therefore a retreat, he collected the few 
 that escaped, and departed in amazement at his 
 loss, raised his camp confusedly, and returned to 
 his own country. The camp was pillaged, and, 
 the dead being ascertained, a Monastery was 
 built upon the spot for the interment of the 
 twelve Peers, with a hospital to this day remain- 
 ing. The body of Orlando was taken to Blaye, 
 which was his seigniory, and there interred. 
 
 " Bernardo performed many memorable ac- 
 tions in this battle, but nevertheless King Al- 
 fonzo would not liberate his father from prison. 
 
 a su compania, los que iban derrairiados, y huyendo, y 
 rehaziendoee conocio su grandieimo daiio y perdimiento. 
 Assi lleno de confusion y de lloros alzo su real, y bolviose 
 a sus tierras. Fue robado el Campo y reconidos los mu- 
 ertos, hizose un monasterio en el mismo lugar por enter- 
 riraiento de los doze Pares con un hospital que hasta hoy 
 permanecen. El cuerpo de Roldan fue traydo a Blays, 
 cuyo era senor, do esta en un sepulchro. Hizo estrafias 
 cosas en la batalla don Bernaldo del Carpio, mas no pudo 
 recaudar con el Key Don Alfonso que sacasse de prision a 
 au padre el Conde Don Saldafia. Murio poco despues el 
 Emperador Carlos en la villa de Grigi, frontera de Bra- 
 bancia y fue enterrado en Aquisgran, donde se tiene hasta 
 hoy como Santo, y le hazen oracion. Huvo despues el 
 Key Don Alfonso muchas vitorias de los Moros, y murio 
 afio del sf'iior Ochocientos y veynte. 
 Chronicu de Valencia, por Ant. Beuter, fol. 1604, p. 178.
 
 PREFACE TO THE BALLADS. xi 
 
 The Emperor soon after died in the town of 
 Ghent on the frontiers of Brabant, and was 
 buried at Aix la Chapelle, where prayers are still 
 made for his repose. King Alfonzo afterwards 
 won many victories over the Moors, and died in 
 the year 820." 
 
 Such is Antonio Beuter's * narrative : in 
 confirmation may be added what is said at the 
 end of the Mere des Chroniques, " Thus say the 
 French and Spanish Chronicles, but the Ger- 
 mans speak differently." 
 
 French historians are very solicitous to lessen 
 their loss at Roneeval ; there is likewise a confu- 
 sion in their accounts : some assert that the 
 Emperor returned into Spain after his defeat, 
 that he slew King Ibraim, and experienced this 
 loss at his return into France. Indeed, the whole 
 history of his conquests must be regarded as 
 problematical. It may be wondered, however, 
 
 Beuter's history will at least furnish us with one reflection, 
 The danger of breaking the spirit of a free people; for it may 
 be presumed, when under the like pretences, in modern times, 
 Bonaparte marched his troops into Spain, and treacherously 
 seized the chief garrisons, that, if the Cortes had then been in 
 existence, some wise head among them would have foreseen 
 French perfidy, and steadily denied them admittance into the 
 kingdom. Good heavens! what miseries, what calamities, would 
 not this have prevented I Centuries of peace will scarcely heal 
 them: happy if at last the efforts of Freedom prevail, th? spirit 
 of Patriotism coiiquersi
 
 ii PREFACE TO THE BALLADS. 
 
 that these Ballads came to obtain so great a 
 share of popularity in a country that was the 
 object of his invasion. But the wonder will 
 cease, when we reflect that the motive of his 
 expedition was subsequently considered as di- 
 rected wholly against the Moors, the natural 
 and avowed enemies of the Spaniards, with whom 
 they never ceased to wage war till they ^finally 
 expelled them from the kingdom. Their own 
 songs of Bernardo del Carpio, the Cid, and 
 other heroes, in the Romancero, the Cancionerq 
 General, and numerous other collections, abound 
 with victories over them, composed, perhaps, at 
 the very time they happened ; for the Spaniards 
 are remarkably ready at extempore productions of 
 this nature, deriving the custom (as we men- 
 tioned before) from the Eastern, or Northern 
 nations of the world, either of which may claim 
 equal antiquity on their side for this practice*. 
 
 We have two remarkable instances of the ancient ballad in 
 the 21st Chapter of Numbers, which may be thus paraphrased : 
 
 Spring up, O well, oh ! sweetly spring, 
 
 Let thy pleasant waters flow, 
 And the laughing vallies sing, 
 
 Where they, sweetly murmuring, go. 
 
 The Lawgiver, he gave command, 
 
 The willing Princes heard the sound, 
 And all the Nobles of the land 
 
 With staves up-delv'd the oozy ground.
 
 PREFACE TO THE BALLADS. *iit 
 
 The measure of verse, I have uniformly adopt- 
 ed, bears a near resemblance to the Spanish, 
 so far as to eight and seven alternate syllables. 
 Rhyme in the latter we are not to expect ; it i 
 sufficient that the vowels of the ^d and 4th lines 
 correspond. Great care has been taken in 
 printing the Spanish part of this edition, so that 
 I flatter myself few errors have passed uncorrect-. 
 ed, though the original, bearing the date of 176'4, 
 was far from being without faults. 
 
 The word Floresta properly signifies a Wood 
 or Forest, but I have rendered it Garden, as 
 more analogous to our ideas. I am of opinion 
 
 Again, at verse 27th, 
 
 To Israel's sons, at God's command. 
 
 The voice of ancient proverbs aid. 
 Come into Heshbon, sons of men, 
 
 Be Sihon's strong foundations laid. 
 
 A wasting fire fromlleshbon's gone, 
 
 We saw the flame through Sihon go, 
 That Ar of Moab hath cunsum'd, 
 
 And laid the Lords of Arnon low. 
 
 Woe, woe to Moab ! let her weep, 
 Their hands let Chemosh' people wring 
 
 Her sons are ta'en, her daughters made 
 fast captive to a mighty King. 
 
 We shot our arrows at the foe, 
 
 Heshbon to Dibon is destroy'd; 
 E'en unto Jsopliah all i* waste. 
 
 That i cache th to Mcdeba'6 side.
 
 xiv PREFACE TO THE BALLADS'. 
 
 the whole of the Spanish collection has been 
 made expressly to illustrate Don Quixote, as 
 several others in the book are mentioned in 
 Avellanada's Pseudo-Don Quixote, and are none 
 of them to be found in other collections. 
 
 I now take leave of the reader, wishing him 
 entertainment from the productions submitted 
 to his perusal.
 
 CONTENTS TO VOL. I 
 
 Ballad of the Moor Calainos 3 
 
 The Ancient Ballad of Rinaldo of Montalban. . . 35 
 
 The Ancient Ballad of Orlando 73 
 
 The Ancient Ballad of Count Grimwald and 
 
 Montesinos 107 
 
 The Ancient Ballad of Count Irlos, .......... 167
 
 ERRATUM. 
 
 Pag J9, line 13, for " tow'rds" read toward*.
 
 THE 
 
 ANCIENT BALLAD 
 
 or 
 
 CALAINOS. 
 
 THIS Ballad (supposed by Ration to be one of the most 
 ancient) is mentioned in the 1st book of the 3d volume of Don 
 Quixote, chapter 9th. Whilst the Knight and Sancho are conversing 
 together in the streets of Toboso, a peasant chances to pass by 
 singing the Ballad of Roncesvalles, which the Knight hearing, 
 exclaims, " Let me die, Sancho, if any thing lucky will befal us to- 
 night : don't you hear what that peasant is singing?"- " Yes," said 
 Sancho ; " but what has the defeat at Roncesvalles to do with our 
 affair? If he had sung the Ballad of Calainos, it would have been 
 all the same with regard to our good or evil fortune." 
 
 VOL. I. B
 
 CAlAfNOS. 
 
 ROMANCE del MORO 
 CALAINOS, 
 
 JL A cavalga Calainos 
 A la sombra de una oliva,. 
 Un pie tiene al estrivo, 
 Subia de gallardia. 
 Mirando estaba Sansuena,. 
 Su gran torre con la villa, 
 Por si veria algun Moro, 
 A quien preguntar podria 
 Donde estaban los Palacios 
 A do Sevilla vivia. 
 Vido estar un Moro viejo, 
 Que a ella guardar solia ; 
 Calainos que lo vido, 
 A el llegadose havia, 
 For Dios te ruego Moro, 
 Assi te alargue la vida, 
 Que me muestres el Palacio, 
 Do estit la Infanta Sevilla, 
 De quien triste soy cautivo, 
 Y por quien pena sentia, 
 Que cierto por sus amores 
 Creo yo perder la vida 
 Mas si por ella la pierdo, 
 No se llamark perdida. 
 Que quien muere por tal 
 Buena fortuna le guia.
 
 CALAINOS. 3 
 
 BALLAD of the MOOR 
 CALAINOS. 
 
 IN yon Olive's shade Calainos 
 Mounts his gallant steed to ride, 
 
 Sets his foot upon the stirrup 
 Gracefully to vault astride. 
 
 At Sansueiia is he looking, 
 At its lofty tow'rs looks he, 
 
 For some Moor to shew the palace 
 Where he may the Princess see. 
 
 Watching on the highest turret, 
 He at length a Moor espies ; 
 
 And, " where lives the sweet Sybilla, 
 " Prythee, gentle Moor V he cries. 
 
 " Long I've been her faithful captive, 
 " Long have felt the tender pain ; 
 
 " With her heav'nly smiles unfavour'd, 
 " Life I can no more sustain. 
 
 " Yet, fond life for her resigning, 
 " Idly lost let no one deem ; 
 
 " He that dies for such a lady 
 *' Shall be envy's happy theuie. 
 
 B2
 
 CALAINOS. 
 
 Mas porque entiendas Moro 
 Por quien preguntado havia, 
 Es la mas hermosa (lama 
 De toda la Moreria, 
 Entiende que ella se llama 
 La linda Infanta Sevilla. 
 Las razones que passaban 
 Sevilla bien las oia ; 
 Pusose a una ventana 
 Muy hermosa amarilla, 
 Con muy ricos atavios, 
 Los mejores que tenia : 
 Era muger muy hermosa, 
 Y acabada en demasia. 
 Calainos que la vido 
 Desta suerte la decia 
 Traygote cartas senora 
 De un senor que yo servia, 
 Creo es el Rey tu Padre, 
 Que Almanzor se decia. 
 Si baxais de la ventana, 
 Sabreis la mensageria. 
 Sevilla, quando lo oy6 
 Presto de alii descendia ; 
 Apedse Calainos 
 Gran reverencia le liacia, 
 La dama quando esto vido 
 Tal pregunta le hacia; 
 Quien soys vos el Cavallero, 
 Que mi padre aca os embia ?
 
 CALAINOS. 
 
 " For the fairest am I asking 
 " Of the lovely Moorish race, 
 
 " Sweet Sybilla, you shall know her 
 " By her beauty, wit, and grace." 
 
 All this heard the youthful Princess, 
 At the window as she stood, 
 
 List'ning to the Moor Calainos, 
 Who his courtly speech pursu'd. 
 
 (In pale yellow robes so lovely 
 Shone the sweet enchanting maid, 
 
 And her person ev'ry beauty, 
 Each attracting grace display'd.) 
 
 " Hark !" he cries, in gentle accents, 
 " From Almanzor, from the King ; 
 
 " Whom I serve, your noble father, 
 " Lady, I a letter bring. 
 
 " Hasten, hasten from the window, 
 " And your father's letter read." 
 
 Fair Sybilla then descended, 
 And Calainos left his steed. 
 
 From his back alighting nimbly, 
 On his knees he graceful bends : 
 
 " Who is he," cries fair Sybilla, 
 " Who is he, my father sends Y'
 
 CALATNOS, 
 
 Calamos soy senora, 
 Calainos el de Arabia, 
 Senor de los monies claros 
 De Constantina la liana, 
 De las tierras del Gran Turco 
 Yo gran tribute llevaba ; 
 Y el Preste Juan de las Indias 
 Siempre parias me embiaba ; 
 Y el Soldan de Babylonia 
 Siempre ami mandar estaba. 
 Reyes, Principes, y Moros, 
 Siempre serior me llamaban, 
 Sino el Rey, vuestro Padre, 
 Que yo a su mandar estaba ; 
 No porque yo se lo debo, 
 Mas por nuevas que me daba 
 Que tenia una hija 
 Que Sevilla se llamaba, 
 Y que era la mas hermosa 
 De quantas Moras se hallan. 
 Por vos le servi siete anos> 
 Sin mteres, ni soldada, 
 Ni el tampoco me la did 
 Ni yo se la demandara. 
 Por tus amores, Sevilla, 
 Passfe yo la mar salada, 
 O he de perder la vida, 
 O has de ser mi enamorada
 
 CALAINOS. 
 
 * Lady, you behold Calainos 
 
 " Of Arabia's happy land ; 
 " Constantina's pleasant city 
 
 " Humbly bows to my command. 
 
 " Tribute does the Grand Turk pay me, 
 
 " Babylon's rich Soldan too ; 
 " Prester Jolm with gifts attends me, 
 
 " Gifts of value not a few. 
 
 " Lords, and princely Moors unnumber'd, 
 " My supreme commands obey, 
 
 " Save the King alone, your father, 
 " And to him respect I pay. 
 
 *' Not that such my bounden duty ; 
 
 " But to him a daughter's born, 
 " Loveliest of the Moorish ladies, 
 
 " Lovelier Jthan the blushing morn. 
 
 t You belov'd, ador'd Sybilla, 
 
 " And for your dear valu'd sake, 
 " Sev'n long years I serv'd your father, 
 " But his pay I scorn'd to take. 
 
 " You to win what toils I suffer'd, 
 " Vent'ring on the stormy sea ! 
 
 " Life itself 's of little value, 
 " Fairest, if unblest with thee."
 
 CALAINOS. 
 
 Quando Sevilla lo oy6 
 Esta repuesta le daba ; 
 Calainos, Calainos, 
 De esso yo no soy vezada. 
 
 Siete amas me criaron, 
 Seis Moras, y una Christiana : 
 Las Moras me dieron leche, 
 La Christiana me enseneba. 
 
 Segun que me aconsejo, 
 Bien mostraba ser Christiana 
 Esta me dio un consejo, 
 De que bien me acordaba, 
 
 Que jamas yo permitiesse 
 Ser de nadie enamorada, 
 Hasta que primero huviesse 
 Del algun dote, 6 arra. 
 
 Calainos que esto oyera, 
 Esta respuesta le d : 
 Bien podeis pedir Senora, 
 Que no se os negara : 
 
 Si quereis castillos fuertes, 
 Ciudades en tierra liana, 
 O si quereis plata, y oro, 
 O moneda armonedada.
 
 CALAINOS. 
 
 When his speech Calainos ended, 
 Silence thus the damsel broke : 
 
 " New to me, my Lord Calainos, 
 " Ev'ry single word you spoke. 
 
 " Nurses sev'n had I to tend ine, 
 " Six were Moors, a Christian one ; 
 
 " And the last instruction gave me, 
 " But the others food alone. 
 
 " Well indeed do I remember 
 
 " What the subtle Christian taught, 
 
 " Not to be of Knights enamour'd 
 " Till they had my pleasure wrought . 
 
 ' Till they had a portion giv'n me, 
 " Gifts that I might gladly chuse ; 
 
 " Nor till these they humbly profFer'd 
 " E'er my youthful heart to lose." 
 
 When Calainos heard the Princess, 
 He without delay reply'd, 
 
 " Lady, say what best will please you ; 
 " It can never be dcny'd. 
 
 " Will fair towns or castles suit yon, 
 " On the mountain, on the plain ? 
 
 " Gold and silver shall I bring you, 
 " Slaves a rich and costly train ?"
 
 10 CALAINOS, 
 
 Sevilla oyendo estos clones 
 Todos se los desechaba, 
 Sino que si el queria 
 Tenerla por enamorada, 
 Que vaya dentro en Paris, 
 Que era ciudad en la Francia, 
 Y le trayga tres cabezas 
 Las que ella demandaba. 
 Y que si aquesto hiciesse 
 Seria su enamorada. 
 Calainos quando oyo 
 Lo que ella le demandaba, 
 Respondidle muy alegre, 
 Que el se uiaravillaba 
 Dexar villas, y castillos, 
 Y los dones que le daba, 
 Por pedirles tres cabezas, 
 Que a el no costaran nada ; 
 Dixo que las senale, 
 O coino se llamaran. 
 Luego la Infanta Sybilla 
 Las comenzft de nombrar, 
 La una es de Oliveros, 
 La otra de Don Roldan, 
 La otra del esforzado 
 Reynaldos de Montalvan. 
 Ya senalados los nombres, 
 Y a quien havia de buscar, 
 Despidi6se Calainos 
 Con un muy cortes hablar. 
 Dame la mano tu Alteza 
 Que se la quiero besar,
 
 CALAIS-OS. 11 
 
 All these gifts the Moorish damsel 
 
 Did alike with scorn reject : 
 " If," cry'd she, " you prize my favor, 
 
 " If my person you respect ; 
 
 " To fair France, to Paris bend you, 
 
 " Where resides its potent king, 
 " And three heads that I shall mention 
 
 " As a welcome tribute bring." 
 
 To the maid Calainos listen'cl, 
 
 Wond'ring at this strange demand, 
 
 That she chose nor gold, nor silver, 
 Castles strong, nor fertile land : 
 
 But three heads alone requested, 
 
 Little costing to bestow 
 " Tell me, tell me, fair Sybilla ; 
 
 " Whose the heads I fain would know." 
 
 " One," she cry'd, " is Oliveros, 
 
 " One Orlando highly fam'd ; 
 " Stout Rinaldo of Montalban 
 
 " Is the third bold warrior nam'd." 
 
 When he knew the three brave chieftains, 
 
 Ev'ry head that she requir'd, 
 Courteously, before he left her, 
 
 He to kiss her hand desir'd.
 
 12 CALA1NO3. 
 
 Y la fe, y promctimieuto 
 De conmigo se casar, 
 Quando traygo las cabezas 
 Que quisistes demandar. 
 Placeme dixo el grade, 
 Y de buena volant ad, 
 Y alii se toman las manos, 
 La fe se fueron a dar, 
 Que ni el uno, ni el otro 
 No se pudiessen casar, 
 Hasta que ya Calainos 
 De alia huviesse de tornar, 
 Y que si del otro fuisse, 
 Le mandaria avisar. 
 Ya se parte Calainos, 
 Ya se parte, ya se va, 
 Hace bordar sus pendones, 
 Y en todos una senal 
 Cubiertos de ricas Lunas ; 
 De color de sangre estau. 
 Va camina Calainos, 
 Caiuino de Francia vi ; 
 Andando per sus jornadas 
 A Paris llegado ha, 
 En la guardia de Paris, 
 Junto a San Juan de Laterau, 
 Alii Icvanto su sena, 
 Y erapezara de hablar. 
 Tanen luego las trompetas, 
 Conio quien va a cavalgar ; 
 Porque lo sientan los Doce, 
 Que dentro en Paris estan.
 
 CALAINOS. 13 
 
 *' By this lovely hand, Signora, 
 
 " You then plight your faith to mine, 
 
 " When I lay these heads before you, 
 " In fair wedlock's chains to join ?" 
 
 " Take my hand, I freely give it, 
 " This the pledge that I comply ; v 
 
 " When you lay those heads before me, 
 " Nothing shall my lips deny. 
 
 <f Single you shall surely find me 
 
 " When from France you come again ; 
 
 " Chance what may, each falsehood scorning, 
 " I your future bride remain." 
 
 Joyous now departs Calainos, 
 
 Quick to France pursues his way, 
 See his banners, proudly waving, 
 
 High the red half moon display. 
 
 Never rests he till he enters 
 
 Paris, round so strongly wall'd ; 
 At the guard-house boldly stopping. 
 
 Near the church the Lateran call'd. 
 
 There his banners high he raises, 
 
 Then he bids his trumpets sound, 
 That the Twelve may hear the challenge. 
 
 All in Paris sorenown'd.
 
 14 CALAItfOS.- 
 
 El Emperador aquel dia 
 Era salido a cazar, 
 Con el iba Oliveros, 
 Con el iba Don Roldan 
 Con el iba el esforzado 
 Reynaldos de Montalvan. 
 Tambieu Dardin Dardeiia, 
 Y el buen viejo Don Beltran, 
 Y esse Gaston de Claros, 
 Y aquel Romano Fincan. 
 Tambien iba Baldovinos, 
 Y Urgel de la fuerza grande, 
 Tambien iba Don Guarinos 
 Almirante de la Mar. 
 
 El Emperador entre ellos 
 Comenzara de hablar, 
 Escuchad mis caballeros, 
 Que lanen en la Ciudad. 
 
 Ellos estan escuchando 
 Vieron un Moro passar, 
 Armado va a la Morisca, 
 Empiezanle de llamar : 
 Ya que es llegado el Moro 
 Do el Emperador esta, 
 El Emperador que lo vido 
 Cornenzdle a preguntar ; 
 Adonde caminas, Moro, 
 Como en Francia osaste entrar, 
 Grande osadia tuviste 
 De hasta Paris llegar ?
 
 CALAINOS. 15> 
 
 That same morn the Emperor sally'd 
 
 With his nobles to the chase ; 
 With him valiant Oliveros, 
 
 And Orlando high of race. 
 
 Brave Rinaldo of Montalban, 
 
 And Dardeiia sternly bold ; 
 Gaston Claros of Montalban, 
 
 And Count Bertram call'd the old. 
 
 Then the fam'd Romano Fincan, 
 
 Baldwin next, and then Urgei ; 
 Last the Admiral Guarinos, 
 
 Who at sea still battled well. 
 
 As the Emperor rode amidst them, 
 
 " Friends," he cries, " regarding round r 
 *' Or my ears they much deceive me, 
 " Or I hear a trumpet sound." 
 
 As he spoke a Moor rode by him, 
 
 In the Moorish fashion arm'd ; 
 But aloud the Emperor call'd him, 
 
 At his presence unalanu'd. 
 
 " Moor," he shouts, " how dare yoa euter r 
 " Thus equipp'd, the fields of France ? 
 
 M Much indeed you proudly venjure, 
 " When to Paris vou advance,"
 
 l6 CALAINOS. 
 
 El Moro que aquesto oyera, 
 Tal respuesta le fue a dar ; 
 Buscoal Emperador 
 De Francia la natural, 
 Que le traygo una embaxada 
 De un Moro principal, 
 A quien siervo de trompeta, 
 Y tengo por Capitan. 
 
 El Emperador que esto oy6 
 Luego le fue a preguntar, 
 Que era lo que queria, 
 Que assi lo iba a buscar ? 
 Yo soy el Eraperador 
 De Francia la natural. 
 El Moro quando lo supo 
 Comenzole de hablar ; 
 Senor, tu Magestad sepa, 
 Y tu cetro Imperial, 
 Que este Moro Calamos 
 Me ha embiado aca, 
 Desafiendo a suAlteza, 
 Y a quantos contigo estan, 
 Que salgan lanza por lanza, 
 Para con el pelear. 
 Sefior, veis aqui su sena^ 
 Donde tierie de aguardar ; 
 Perdoneme vuestra Alteza 
 Respuesta le voy a dar. 
 Quando fue partido el Moro, 
 1 Emperador fue a hablar.
 
 CALAINOS. 17 
 
 " I am come to seek the Emperor ; 
 
 " Hither I a message bring 
 " From a potent Lord to Paris, 
 
 " 'Tis a message to the King. 
 
 " He's my Captain ; long I've serv'd him^ 
 
 " I enjoy the trumpet's* post ; 
 " Wealth and honors he possesses, 
 
 " Towns and cities he may boast." 
 
 " What's your pleasure ? I'm the Monarch - 
 " That he sent you here to seek." 
 
 When he found it was the Emperor, 
 Thus the Moor was heard to speak : 
 
 " Signor, 'tis the Moor Calainos, 
 
 (And he is a princely Knight) 
 " That hath sent me here to challenge 
 
 " You and all your peers to fight, 
 
 " Lance to lance in single combat 
 
 " Lo ! his signal staff I bear ;" 
 And aloft he rais'd the banner 
 
 Of the crescent in the air. 
 
 " I shall tell my Lord Calainos 
 " That I have the Emperor seen." 
 
 On rode he, and thus the Emperor 
 Spoke with stern resentful mien : 
 
 * The second state officer among tht MOOTS. 
 VOL. I. C
 
 IE CALAINOS. 
 
 Quando yo era mancebo, 
 Que arraas solia llevar, 
 Nunca Moro fue ossado 
 En toda Francia assomar. 
 
 Mas ahora que soy viejo, 
 A Paris los veo llegar. 
 La mengua no es de mi solo, 
 Pues no puedo pelear. 
 
 Mas es mengua de Oliveros, 
 Y assimismo de Roldan ; 
 Mengua de todos los Doce, 
 Y de quantos aqui estan. 
 
 Por Dios a Roldan me llanien, 
 Que lo quiero embiar, 
 A aquel Moro de la guardia 
 Lo hiciesse de alii quitar. 
 
 Y lo traygan muerto, 6 preso 
 Porque se haya de acordar 
 De como vino a Paris 
 Para me desariar. 
 
 Don Roldan que aquesto oyera 
 Empiezale he hablar ; 
 Muy escusado es Sefior 
 Enibiarme & pelear, 
 Porque teneis caballeros 
 A quicn podeis embiar.
 
 CALAINOS. 19 
 
 " When I was a youthful warrior, 
 
 " Active and inur'd to arms, 
 " Never France Moor dar'd to enter, 
 
 " Threat'ning it with rude alarms ; 
 
 " Much less, then, to come to Paris, 
 
 " And its valiant chiefs defy : 
 " I am old and not dishonor'*!, 
 
 " Since I can no more comply. 
 
 " But it is to Oliveros, 
 
 " And Orlando, a disgrace, 
 " And to the Twelve Peers that heard him; 
 
 " Peers of our illustrious race. 
 
 " Hither call me, brave Orlando, 
 
 " I will send him to the Moor; 
 " From the guard-house he shall drive him, 
 
 " And our honor thus restore. 
 
 " Dead or living he shall bring him :< 
 
 " Such a bold audacious deed, 
 " As to- brave me here in Paris, 
 
 " What can the affront exceed !" 
 
 When Orlando heard the Emperor, 
 " I," cry'd he, " the task resign ; 
 
 ' Other Nobles here are present, 
 " Such as may in combat shine. 
 
 C2
 
 CALATNOS. 
 
 Que quando son entre danias 
 
 Bien se saben alabar, 
 
 Que antique vengan dos mil Moros 
 
 Los osaran guardar, 
 
 Y quando son en batalla, 
 
 Veolos atras tornar. 
 
 Todos los doce callaron 
 
 Sino el de mayor edad, 
 
 Al qua! Hainan Baldovinos 
 
 De animo principal; 
 
 Las palabras que dixera, 
 
 Cierto fueron de notar : 
 
 Mucho estoy maravillado 
 
 De vos Senor Don Roldan, 
 
 Que menosprecieis los Doce, 
 
 Haviendolos vos de honrar. 
 
 Si non fuerades mi tio 
 
 Con vos me fuera a matar ; 
 
 Porque entre todos los Doce 
 
 Ninguno podeis nombrar, 
 
 Que lo que dice de boca 
 
 No lo sepa hacer verdad. 
 
 Levanlosc con enojo 
 
 Esse Paladin Roldan, 
 
 Baldovinos que lo vido, 
 
 Tambien se fue a levantar> 
 
 El Emperador entre elloi 
 
 Por el enojo quitar.
 
 CALAINOS. 21 
 
 " Well you know that Moors two thousand 
 " I should dare to face them all ; 
 
 " Let the fight to some proud boaster 
 " In the ladies' presence fall." 
 
 AH the Twelve alike were silent, 
 
 Answ'ring not a single word, 
 Save the youngest*, valiant Baldwin, 
 
 Who, amaz'd, Orlando heard. 
 
 " Much I wonder thus to hear you 
 " These illustrious Knights despise ; 
 
 " Never king possess* d such warriors ; 
 " Merit well he knows to prize. 
 
 " Happy that you call me Nephew, 
 
 " Or these words should cost you dear ! 
 
 " J would make you own the valour 
 " Of each gallant Noble here. 
 
 " Not a single Knight among them 
 
 " But of firm undaunted breast ; 
 ' What his lips have dar'd to utter, 
 
 " That his sword shall dare attest." 
 
 Furious rose renown'd Orlando, 
 
 Baldwin full as furious rose ; 
 But the Emperor, to calm them, 
 
 Did his royal pow'r oppose. 
 
 * The Spanish calls him the eldest ; but this is a mistake, as it 
 plainly appears in the sequel he was the youngest.
 
 22 CALAINOS. 
 
 Ellos estando en aquesto 
 Baldovinos fue a llamar 
 A los mozos que traia, 
 For las annas fue a embiar. 
 
 El Emperador que esto vido 
 Empez61e de rogar, 
 Que le hiciesse un placer 
 Que no fqesse a pelear. 
 Porque el Moro era esforzado 
 Podiale maltratar ; 
 Que aunque aniiuo tengais 
 La fuerza os podra faltar. 
 Era diestro el Moro en annas, 
 Muy vezado a pelear. 
 Baldovinos que esto oyo 
 Empez6.se a desviar, 
 Diciendo al Emperador, 
 Licencia le quiera dar, 
 Y que si no se la daba, 
 El se la queria tomar. 
 Quando el Emperador vido 
 Que no se podia excusar, 
 Quando llegaron las anna? 
 El mismo le ayuda armar. 
 Diole licencia qne fuesse 
 Con el Moro a pelear. 
 Ya se parte Baldovinos, 
 Ya se parte, ya se va. 
 Ya es llegado a la guardia 
 Do Calainos esta. 
 Calainos que lo vido 
 Empezole de hablar.
 
 CALAINOS. 23 
 
 Baldwin, to his Squire then turning, 
 Bids bun bring his armour bright : 
 
 " Not thus shall the Moor insult us, 
 " Whilst I have an arm to fight !" 
 
 " Baldwin, Baldwin," cry'd the Emperor, 
 " Tempt uot thou the doubtful fray, 
 
 " For the Moor is skill'd in combat, 
 " And his skill may win the day." 
 
 But, the hardy Chief persisting, 
 
 Nothing could the King prevail ; 
 " Leave I crave to march to battle, 
 
 " You shall soon a conq'ror hail. 
 
 " But if leave you will not grant me, 
 
 " Leave I am resolv'd to take." 
 When the Emperor saw 'twas fruitless, 
 
 Further speech hp scprn'd to make, 
 
 And himself assists to arm him ; 
 
 Then permits him forth to go, 
 Trusting he may shortly see him 
 
 Triumph o'er the Paymrn foe. 
 
 Forth hies Baldwin now undaunted, 
 At the guard-house finds the Moor ; 
 
 When Calainos first perceives him, 
 Rudelv thus be taunts him o'er :
 
 24 CALAINOS. 
 
 Bien vengais el Caballero 
 De Francia la natural, 
 Si quereis venir conmigo 
 For Page os quiero tomar. 
 
 Llevaros he Jl mis tierras, 
 Do podreis placer tomar. 
 Baklovinos, que esto oyera 
 Tal respuesta le fue a dar, 
 
 Calainos, Calainos, 
 No debieras assi hablar. 
 Mas antes que de aqui vayas 
 Te lo tengo de mostrar. 
 
 Vengo & matarme contigo, 
 No para contigo estar. 
 Quando el Moro esto oyo 
 Empczo assi de hablar : 
 
 Tornate buen Prancesico 
 
 A Paris essa Ciudad, 
 
 Que si essa porfia teneis 
 
 Cara te podra costar 
 
 H ombre que a mis manos viene 
 
 Nunca puede bien librar.
 
 CALAINOS. 25 
 
 " Cavalier of France, you're welcome ; 
 
 " Come with me, and I engage 
 " High in honor soon to raise you ; 
 
 " You shall be my trusty Page. 
 
 " To my happy soil I'll lead you, 
 " Where you may in joys delight ; 
 
 " Such a youth it suits far better 
 " Thau to tempt unequal fight." 
 
 Thus reply'd the gallant Baldwin, 
 
 " I shall teach you, ere we part, 
 " That in battle I can conquer ; 
 
 " Mine no trembling coward's heart. 
 
 " Come, Calainos, I await thee, 
 " In fierce combat here to join ; 
 
 " I am come to slay thee, boaster, 
 " Not to thy proud arms resign." 
 
 Yet again these accents breathing, 
 
 Does the Moor Prince Baldwin spurn ; 
 
 " Turn," he cries, " good youth, to Paris, 
 " To thy city back return. 
 
 " Stripling, if thou dar'st to meet me, 
 " Dear the combat's sure to cost ! 
 
 " Never Knight I yet encounter^, 
 " But his honor soon he lost."
 
 16 CALA1NOS. 
 
 El mancebo que esto oyera 
 Torn6 luego a porfiar, 
 Que se aparejasse presto, 
 Que con el se ba de matar. 
 
 El Moro que vi6 al mancebo 
 Desta suerte porfiar, 
 Dix61e, Vente Christiano 
 Presto para me encontrar, 
 Que antes de poco rato 
 Conoceras la verdad. 
 Que fuera mucho mejor 
 Conmigo no pelear. 
 Vanse el uno para el otro 
 Con un animo sin par, 
 A los primeros encuentrqs 
 El mancebo en tierra esta, 
 El Moro muy diligente 
 Luego se fuera a apear. 
 Sac6 un alfange muy rico 
 Para haverlo de matar; 
 Mas antes que lo hiriesse 
 Empezdle a preguntar : 
 Quien es, 6 como se llama, 
 O si es de los doce Pares. 
 
 El mancebo estando en esto 
 Luego le dixo la verdad : 
 Que le llanian Baldovinos, 
 Sobrino de Don Roldan.
 
 CALAINOS. 27 
 
 " Turn thee, Moor, to battle turn thee, 
 
 " 'Tis the dastard only yields ; 
 *' But the brave maintains the contest, 
 
 " Fighting in the hostile fields." 
 
 " Turn thee, Christian ; I shall make thee 
 
 " This audacious deed repent : 
 " Thou shall find the Moor Calainos, 
 
 " When he pleases, can resent." 
 
 Swift they spur their steeds to combat, 
 
 And with dreadful fury meet, 
 But the first severe rencontre 
 
 Throws Prince Baldwin from his seat. 
 
 Nimbly from his charger leaping, 
 
 See Calainos, on the ground, 
 Draw his scimiter to give him 
 
 In the breast a mortal wound. 
 
 As he rais'd his arm to strike him, 
 This loud question Baldwin hears : 
 
 " Who art thou, young warrior ? tell me, 
 " Art thou of the Twelve bold Peers I" 
 
 " I'll declare the truth," cry'd Baldwin, 
 " For these lips disdain to lie ; 
 
 " Baldwin, Ncpliew to Orlando, 
 
 " Of the Twelve bold Peers am I."
 
 28 CALAINOS. 
 
 Quando el Moro tal oyd 
 Desta suerte fuera a hablar : 
 Por ser de tan pocos dias, 
 Y de esfuerzo principal, 
 Yo quiero darte la vida, 
 Que no te quiero matar : 
 Mas quierote llevar preso, 
 Por que te venga a buscar, 
 Tu pariente Oliveros, 
 Y esse tu tio Roldan, 
 Y essotro tan esforzado 
 Reynaldos de Montalvan, 
 Que por estos tres ha sido 
 Mi venida a pelear. 
 
 Don Roldan adonde estaba, 
 No cessa de suspirar, 
 Viendo que el Moro ha vencido 
 A Baldovinos Infante. 
 
 Sin mas hablar con ninguno 
 Don Roldan se fue a armar, 
 Ibase para la Guardia, 
 Por del Moro se vengar. 
 
 Quando el Moro le vido, 
 Empezole h interrogar, 
 Quien cs, como se llama, 
 O si es de los Doce Pares?
 
 CALAINOS. 29 
 
 When Calainos heard this answer, 
 
 " Youth," he cry'd, " thou art so brave, 
 
 " That thy forfeit life I give thee ; 
 " But thou shall become my slave. 
 
 " When thy kinsman Oliveros, 
 
 " When Orlando, too, the bold, 
 " And when high renown'd Rinaldo, 
 
 " Hear thy fatal capture told, 
 
 " Those three Knights will come to seek thee, 
 " These the Knights I wish to find ; ' 
 
 " With these chiefs the lists to enter 
 " I alone in France design'd." 
 
 Brave Orlando saw the combat, 
 
 And it griev'd him to the soul ; 
 When he found his Nephew captur'd, 
 
 Scarce he could his rage control. 
 
 Not a single word he utters, 
 
 But in haste to arms proceeds, 
 And to meet the Moor Calainos 
 
 To the guard-house swiftly speeds. 
 
 When the Moor beholds the Chieftain, 
 
 He aloud demands his name ; 
 " Art thou of the Peers so highly 
 
 " Vaunted by the voice of fame ?"
 
 30 CALAINOS. 
 
 Don Roldan que aquesto oyera; 
 Respondierale muy mal : 
 Esta razon, Perro Moro, 
 Tu no lo has de preguntar, 
 Y esse a quien tienes preso, 
 Yo te lo hare soltar ; 
 Presto aparejate Moro, 
 Empieza de pelear. 
 Vase el uno para el otro 
 Con ammo general, 
 Danse tan recios encuentros, 
 Que el Moro caido ha. 
 Roldan que lo vido en tierra, 
 Luego se fue a apear ; 
 Tom6 el Moro por la barba, 
 Empez61e de hablar : 
 Dime tu cuitado Moro, 
 Tu me lo quieras con tar, 
 Quien te hizo tan osado 
 De en toda Francia parar, 
 Y desafiar los Doce, 
 Y aqui poner tu senal 7 
 Qual diablo te engano, 
 Tan junto a Paris llegar? 
 El Moro que aquesto oyera, 
 Tal respuesta le fue a dar : 
 Tengo una cautiva Mora, 
 De linage principal ; 
 Yo la requeri de amores, 
 Y ella me fue a demandar,
 
 CALAINOS. 31 
 
 Roughly stout Orlando answers, 
 
 " Hope not, Moor, a soft reply, 
 " But prepare for instant combat, 
 
 " And ere long expect to die. 
 
 " And that noble youth, thy captive, 
 
 " Soon shall be releas'd again." 
 At these words the warriors, wheeling, 
 
 Meet upon the hostile plain. 
 
 Soon Orlando overthrows him, 
 
 And alighting keeps him down ; 
 By the beard then furious takes him, 
 
 Ending all his past renown. 
 
 " Tell me, Moor, what led thee hither? 
 
 " Such a daring, desp'rate deed, 
 " As to raise aloft thy banners, 
 
 " And to France in arms proceed ; 
 
 " All the noble Twelve to challenge, 
 " Hither when thy course was held 
 
 *' To the ancient walls of Paris, 
 " Twas some demon sure impell'd !" 
 
 To this speech the Moor replying, 
 
 Thus to brave Orlando said, 
 " I, alas ! was long enamour'd 
 
 " Of a high-born beauteous maid.
 
 32 CALAINOS. 
 
 Que la dicsse tres cabezas 
 
 De Paris essa Ciudad. 
 
 Y que si essas llevaba, 
 
 Conmigo havia de casar. 
 
 La una era de Oliveros, 
 La otra de Don Roldan, 
 
 La otra del esforzado 
 
 Reynaldos de Montalvao. 
 
 Don Roldan que aquesto oyera 
 Assi le empezo de hablar, 
 
 Muger que tal te pidio, 
 
 Essa te queria mal, 
 
 Porque essas no son cabezas, 
 
 Que tu las puedas cortar. 
 Mas porque te sea castigo, 
 Y otros se hayan de guardar, 
 De desafiar los Doce, 
 Nt venirlos a buscar, 
 Echo mano a la su espada, 
 Para el Moro degollar, 
 La cabeza de los ombros 
 Luego se la fue a cortar. 
 Llevola al Empcrador, 
 Y fuessela a presentar, 
 Los Doce de rauy alegres, 
 Todos le van a abrazar, 
 En ver havia muerto al Moro, 
 Cosa de maravillar; 
 Tambien truxo a Baldovinos, 
 Que el mismo le fue a soltar. 
 Assi murio Calainos 
 En Francia la natural, 
 A manos del esforzado 
 Esse Paladin Roldan.
 
 CALAINOS. 33 
 
 " Towns nor castles for her portion, 
 
 " Riches neither she desir'd, 
 " But the heads of three bold Chieftains 
 
 " For her marriage gift requir'd. 
 
 " First the head of Oliveros, 
 
 " Of Orlando next the brave, 
 " Last Rinaldo's of Montalban, 
 
 " Did the subtle damsel crave." 
 
 Thus Orlando fiercely answered, 
 
 " Maiden, that could frame this thought, 
 
 " When she bade thee seek those warriors, 
 " Thy pure mischief only sought. 
 
 " But to punish deed so daring, 
 
 " And for other boasters' dreatl, 
 " Moor, I draw my trusty sabre, 
 
 " And I take thy forfeit head." 
 
 From his shoulders then he cleft it, 
 
 And to Charles triumphant bore : 
 All the Twelve his praises chaunted, 
 
 When they saw the vanquish'd Moor. 
 
 Baldwin thus the Chief deliver'd ; 
 
 Thus in France Calainos dy'd 
 By the hand of brave Orlando, 
 
 Whom he in the field defy'd . 
 
 VOL. I.
 
 ROMANCE 
 
 DON REYNALDOS 
 
 MONTALVAN. 
 
 Qu ANDO aquel claro lucero 
 Sus rayos quiere cinbiar, 
 Esparcidos por la tierra 
 For cada parte y lugar.
 
 35 
 
 ANCIENT BALLAD 
 
 or 
 
 RINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 
 
 IN the regions of Romance there are few so famous as Ri- 
 nalilo, who, as we find recorded in the first chapter of Don Quix- 
 ote, " was the Knight's chief favorite, as he hugely admired him for 
 his prowess in sallying from his Castle to rob travellers, and, above 
 all things, for his dexterity in stealing the idol of the Impostor 
 Mahomet, which, according to the history, was of solid gold." 
 This story is not mentioned in any of these ballads, nor in Turpin's 
 history ; but is to be found in the false Turpin, and likewise in a 
 note of Stephanus to Saxo Grammaticus. Some of Rinaldo's other 
 pranks are, however, made honorable mention of by Orlando in 
 the ballad that immediately follows this. Galalon, who was the 
 betrayer of the French army at Roncesvalles, is made the general 
 author of mischief in these Romances; for which reason, in the 
 same chapter of Don Quixote it is said, " that, for an opportunity 
 of pummelling Galalon, the Knight would have willingly given his 
 house-keeper body and soul to the devil, and his niece into the 
 bargain ." 
 
 WHEN the glorious sun revolving 
 Spreads his golden radiance round, 
 
 Genial warmth all nature cheering, 
 Clothes with verdure soft the ground. 
 
 D2
 
 36 DON REYNALDOS. 
 
 Quando los prados floridos 
 Suaves olores dan, 
 A mi preciado vergcl 
 Me fui para dar lugar 
 A la triste vida mia 
 Y muy gran necessidad. 
 
 Vida las rosas en flor, 
 Que querian y& ganar, 
 Hice una guirnalda de ellas 
 No hallando a quien la dar. 
 
 Por un bosquete despoblado 
 Comencfe de caminar, 
 Y diera en una floresta 
 Do nadie suele passar. 
 En el dulce mes de Mayo 
 Yo me fui por descansar, 
 Por medio de una arboleda 
 De cipres, y de rosal. 
 De una huerta muy florida 
 De jazmines, y arrayan, 
 Los cantos eran tan dulces, 
 Qu& me hicieron parar, 
 De avecitas que por ellas, 
 No hacen sino volar,
 
 RINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 
 
 Then the meads are all enamell'd, 
 Then the blooming flow'rs appear j 
 
 Ev'ry eye with rapture glist'ning 
 Sees sweet Spring approaching near. 
 
 I alone to range my garden 
 
 Bent my solitary way, 
 Musing on the life of sorrow 
 
 Still I led each irksome day. 
 
 There I saw the roses blowing ; 
 
 how lovely was their hue ! 
 And a chaplet twin'd, but no one 
 
 Found to give the chaplet to. 
 
 Through a grove then devious waud'ring, 
 
 1 perceiv'd a bed of flow'rs; 
 'Twas the month of May, and pleasure 
 
 Wanton'd in the shady bow'rs. 
 
 In a fair alcove I rested 
 
 Of the rose and cypress made ; 
 
 All around this lovely garden 
 Was in beauteous tints array 'd. 
 
 There the jasmine and the myrtle 
 Pleas'd in gentle 'union grew ; 
 
 Whilst the birds in soft notes thrilling 
 Form'd a heav'nly concert too.
 
 38 DON REYNALDOS. 
 
 Papagayo, y ruisenor 
 Decian en su cantar ; 
 
 Donde vas el Caballero, 
 Atraste quieras tornar, 
 Hombre que por aqui passa, 
 No puede vivo escapar. 
 
 Mirando essas avecitas, 
 Su canto, y armonizar, 
 A sombra de un verde pino 
 Me sente por descansar. 
 
 Hiciera mi cabacera 
 Encima de un arrayan, 
 Los cuidados dos a dos 
 Me cercaron sin parar. 
 Con un suspiro muy fuerte 
 Comence de querellar: 
 O tu noble Enaperador, 
 Mi gran senor natural 
 Mira quan pobre, y cuitado 
 Me podrias acatar ;
 
 RINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 3<) 
 
 Long I listen'd with enchantment, 
 
 As they flew from spray to spray, 
 When the nightingale, sweet singing, 
 
 Thus attun'd his plaintive lay : r 
 
 " Whither art thou wand'ring, whither ? 
 
 " Listen to ray warning strain ; 
 " Never Knight yet enter 'd hither, 
 
 " And escap'd with life again. 
 
 " Pleasure here too fondly reigning, 
 
 " Will the hero's nerves unbrace ; 
 " Circe's wanton cup disdaining, 
 
 " Fly, oh ! fly the fatal place." 
 
 I arose, and still I listen'd, 
 
 As along the walks I stiay'd; 
 Then beneath a shady pine-tree 
 
 Down my listless length I laid. 
 
 Bord'ring box I made my pillow, 
 
 Fain my eyes had courted sleep, 
 But a thousand cares fast rising 
 
 Kept me still to wake and weep. 
 
 Of rude fortune then complaining, 
 
 Loud I spoke, with heaving sigh, 
 " O my noble Lord and Emperor, 
 
 " Here forlorn how hard to lie !
 
 40 DON REYNALDOS. 
 
 S que de mi mal te place, 
 Aunque estoy a tu mandar. 
 
 Acordarsete debia 
 Que te fuiste a enamorar 
 De la Infanta Belisarda, 
 Hija del Rey Trasionar, 
 
 Por librarte a ti de pena 
 Yo me puse a la cobrar 
 Con el noble Paladin, 
 El esforzado Roldan. 
 
 Hicimonos por servirte 
 Mercaderes por el mar, 
 Yo la saque de su tierra 
 Y la puse a tu mandar: 
 
 O todos los Doce Pares, 
 
 O Oliveros, y Roldan, 
 
 O vos el noble Angeleros, 
 
 Y Angelinos el Infante, 
 
 Ya no os acordais de mi, 
 
 Ni he con que os pueda honrar.
 
 KINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 41 
 
 " Why should my distress delight you 1 
 
 " That you are my king, I know ; 
 " This neglect, alas ! has doom'd me 
 
 " To a heavy load of woe. 
 
 " Should you not indeed remember, 
 " When with love your amorous breast 
 
 " Burnt for blooming Belisarda, 
 
 ' And nor night nor day could rest : 
 
 " When for King Trasionar's daughter 
 " Deep and tender was the wound, 
 
 " Brave Count Palatine Orlando 
 " And myself alone you found ; 
 
 " Found to brave, with dauntless valor, 
 " Storms at sea, and war's alarms, 
 
 " Till thro' many a hardship battling 
 " You were happy in her arms ! 
 
 " O ye Peers of France, illustrious, 
 
 " Oliveros, highly fam'd ; 
 " Brave Orlando, Angeleros, 
 
 " Prince of this fair region nam'd ; 
 
 " Angelinus too, no longer 
 
 " Do you recollect your friend, 
 " Who his days in silent anguish 
 
 " Is coudemn'd unseen to spend ?
 
 42 DON KEYNALDOS. - 
 
 O vos Duque Don Estolfo, 
 De Inglaterra Capitan, 
 O mis senores, y amigos, 
 Quan lexos os veo estar. 
 
 Tom61e tal pensamiento 
 De se haver de desterrar, 
 En las tierras de los Moros 
 For su ventura probar. 
 
 Estando en este propuesto 
 Se tornd a Montalvan 
 Sin despedirse de alguno 
 Luego al in omen to se va. 
 
 For sus jornadas contadas 
 A Paris llegado ha, 
 A Roldan fue a rogar luggo 
 Que le quiera acompaiiar ; 
 
 Que se va a unos torneos 
 Que hacen allende el mar. 
 Don Roldan que es codicioso 
 De fama, y honra ganar ; 
 
 Aderezca su partida, 
 Sin en nada discrepar, 
 En forma de peregrines 
 For los Moros enganar,
 
 RINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 43 
 
 And thou noble Duke Estolfo, 
 
 " Captain of fair England's soil ; 
 " Gallant friends, alas ! you think not 
 
 " Of Rinaldo's painful toil !" 
 
 Musing thus, the hero, starting, 
 
 Now a sudden thought conceives ; 
 To Montalban's walls returning, 
 
 Swift his foot the garden leaves. 
 
 Forth he means to seek adventures 
 
 In the Moorish realms afar ; 
 Leaping on his steed then fiercely 
 
 Pants his mighty soul for war. 
 
 And at Paris gates arriving, 
 
 Brave Orlando he address'd ; 
 " Wilt thou go with me, brave Chieftain 1 
 
 " Dost thou scorn inglorious rest ? 
 
 " To the tourney am I wending 
 
 " Leagues beyond the bord'ring sea." 
 
 Pleas'd to hear it, stout Orlando 
 Did with his brave friend agree. 
 
 And together thence departing, 
 
 Nothing to their friends they say, 
 But in stranger guise the better 
 
 To mislead pursue their way.
 
 DON REYNALDOS. 
 
 Andando por sus jornadas, 
 Muy cerca van a llegar, 
 Jueves era aquel dia, 
 La vispera de San Juan. 
 
 Que el torneo es aplazado, 
 Por ser dia principal, 
 Essa noche a, una floresta 
 Se fueron a descansar. 
 
 Otra dia de manana, 
 Clarines oven sonar, 
 Que sacan a la Princesa, 
 Por la fiesta mas honrar. 
 
 Lleva encima la cabeza 
 Una corona real, 
 Sus cabellos esparcidos, 
 Que acrecientan su beldad. 
 
 Ella estaba tan hermosa, 
 Que a todos hace turbar, 
 Muchas doncellas delante, 
 Todas diccn un cantar. 
 
 Comenz6 de hablar luego 
 El esforzado Roldan : 
 O Dios, y que linda dama 
 Eii el mundo no hay su par.
 
 EINALDO OP MONTALBAN. 4.5 
 
 Traveling fast by daily journies, 
 Soon the Moorish realms they gain ; 
 
 On Saint John's fam'd eve, a Thursday, 
 In a grove the Knights remain. 
 
 For the next with pomp preparing, 
 
 For Saint John's illustrious fete, 
 Ev'ry bosom pants for glory, 
 
 Ev'ry Knight with hope elate. 
 
 On that morn so joyous sounding, 
 
 While the swelling clarions play, 
 Forth they lead the lovely Princess, 
 
 More to grace the festive day. 
 
 On her head a crown of diamonds 
 
 Doth the blooming maiden wear, 
 Whilst, her beauty more exalting, 
 
 Loosely floats her tressy hair. 
 
 Damsels young, before her walking, 
 
 Chaunt in soft melodious strain ; 
 Ev'ry eye extols her beauty, 
 
 Ev'ry bosom throbs with pain. 
 
 " Heavens !" exclaims amaz'd Orlando 
 
 " What a fair enchanting maid ! 
 " Never have I seen such beauty, 
 
 " Such engaging charms display'd !
 
 46 DON REYNALDOS. 
 
 Sin ofender a Donalda 
 Yo la quisiera gozar ! 
 
 Reynaldos con turbacion, 
 De lo que dixo Roldan, 
 Con gesto demudado 
 Le comenzo de hablar. 
 
 Primo, escusado os fuera 
 De tal suerte blasonar, 
 Porque Celidonia es mia, 
 Yo la entieudo de ganar. 
 
 Si no me sois enemigo 
 En ello me haveis de hablar. 
 Con gran enojo que tiene 
 Se pone encima Bayarte. 
 
 Va derecho para el campo, 
 Pos los torneos ganar ; 
 Vido muchos caballeros 
 Del caballo en tierra dar. 
 
 Mira el mas valiente dellos, 
 Que era el Rey Gargaray, 
 Derrocando caballeros, 
 Quantos topaba a lanzar.
 
 KINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 4? 
 
 " Were it not for my Doiialda, 
 
 " Fain would I enjoy those charms ; 
 
 " And with transport clasp the damsel 
 " In these fond encircling arms !'' 
 
 At these words Rinaldo turning 
 
 Pale, in hasty accent, cries, 
 " Speak not so, my valiant Cousin, 
 
 " Tho' she may enchant your eyes. 
 
 " For the lovely Celidonia 
 
 " I alone aspire to gain : 
 " In my ears then, I beseech you, 
 
 " Breathe not thus your amorous pain. 
 
 " And if you will more befriend me, 
 " To tlie maiden kindly speed." 
 
 Utt'ring this, he spurs Bayarte, 
 Briskly spurs his fiery steed. 
 
 Eager to the field repairing 
 
 Where the famous tilt was held : 
 
 Ev'ry Knight unhors'd before him 
 On the ground lay prone impell'd. 
 
 But the noblest Knight among them 
 Was the brave Prince Gargaray, 
 
 Whose strong arm the Chiefs o'erturning, 
 Like a whirlwind swept the way.
 
 48 DON REYNALDOS. 
 
 Tomara entonces su lanza, 
 Y al Moro fue a encontrar, 
 Por enciina del arzon, 
 Que le fue a derribar. 
 
 Al Moro, y caballo en tierra, 
 Y al caballo fue a picar, 
 Derrocando k quantos topa 
 Y podia alcanzar. 
 
 Raras maravillas hace, 
 Que espanto pone en mirar ; 
 En esto aquel gran Rey Moro 
 Tornd presto a lidiar. 
 
 Ya se parte Don Reynaldos 
 Otra vez por le encontrar ; 
 Tan fuerte golpe le diera, 
 Que otra vez le fue a lauzar. 
 
 Con el corage el Rey Moro 
 No tiene en nada su mal. 
 
 Nadie justa con Reynaldos, 
 Nadie le osa esperar, 
 De los golpes que reciben 
 Van huyendo sin parar.
 
 RINALDO OP MONTALBAN. 49 
 
 But his lance Rinaldo couching, 
 
 So impetuous meets the Moor, 
 That the weighty blow he deals him 
 
 Lays him low his steed before. 
 
 Horse and rider fell together : 
 
 O'er the field Bayarte flew ; 
 Ev'ry Knight that he encounter'd 
 
 Brave Rinaldo overthrew. 
 
 Wonders thus in arms achieving, 
 Long they gaze with pale affright, 
 
 Till the fallen Prince, grown furious. 
 Seeks again to prove his might. 
 
 Like a bolt again Rinaldo 
 
 Towards the Prince impetuous wheels, 
 And a second time o'erthrows him, 
 
 As the dreadful stroke he deals. 
 
 But the Moor, with courage glowing, 
 
 Ev'ry wound a trifle held, 
 While for glory highly panting 
 
 Hi-> impatient bosom swell'd. 
 
 Not a Knight the lists dar'd enter 
 
 With our great unrivall'd Chief, 
 Whose strong arm o'er all prevailing, 
 
 Flight alone could give relief. 
 
 VOL. i. E
 
 ,50 DON REYNALDOS. 
 
 Ya Febo se declinaba, 
 Azia el Oceano mar, 
 Quando el gran Rey Argolandro 
 Clarines mandd sonar. 
 
 Porque paren los torneos, 
 Y vayan a reposar, 
 Hasta en el dia siguiente, 
 Que los tiene de acabar. 
 
 Reynaldos iba tan fuerte 
 Que espanto pone en inirar, 
 Don Roldan que cerca estaba, 
 Vinolo luego a abrazar. 
 
 Qufc es aquesto Primo mio, 
 Corao andais sin aguardar I 
 Tanto holgaba de veros, 
 Que olvidaba el pelear. 
 
 Viendo vuestra gran destreza 
 Contra el gran Rey Gargarayj 
 Vos lo decis senor mio, 
 Que me quereis motejar. 
 
 Vamenos Senor al monte, 
 Do solemos alvergar, 
 No nos conozcan los Moros, 
 No entremos en la Ciudad.
 
 RINALDO OF MONTALBAN. SI 
 
 Phoebus now, with speed declining, 
 
 In the ocean dipp'd his ray, 
 When the great King Argolander 
 
 Bade the sounding clarions play. 
 
 This the signal for retreating 
 
 From the lists to welcome rest ; 
 For the next day's fete preparing, 
 
 As the King his will express'd. 
 
 Fiercely rode renown'd Rinaldo 
 
 Like a lion round the field, 
 Whilst Orlando gladly saw him 
 
 Make the proudest champions yield. 
 
 " O brave Knight, not one so valiant 
 
 " Hath victorious shone in arms ; 
 " I forgot to fight, your valor 
 
 " Blaz'd with such transcendent charms. 
 
 " When I saw you boldly lancing 
 " That great Prince, King Gargaray, 
 
 " Sure," cry'd I, " such noble prowess 
 " Ne'er did valiant Knight display. 
 
 " But delay not ; to the mountain 
 
 " Let us back retire again : 
 " These same Moors are sure to know us, 
 
 " If at night we here remain." 
 
 2
 
 BON KEYNALDOS. 
 
 El fuerte Rey que los vido, 
 Comenzolos de llamar ; 
 O vos fuertcs peregrines 
 Dondc vos vais a holgar ? 
 
 Senor, vamonos al monte, 
 No teniendo que gastar ; 
 No nos quieren dar posada, 
 Por Dios, ni por caridad. 
 
 Passamos al gran Mahoma, 
 Por su templo visitar ; 
 Senores, si vos pluguisse, 
 Yo vos quiero aposentar. 
 
 Don Reynaldos, habld luego, 
 Cunoplase vuestro mandar, 
 Hicieronles dar posada 
 En acertado lugar, 
 
 Que el Moro es acustumbrado 
 
 f 
 
 A Romeros alvergar. 
 Luego les vino mensage, 
 Que el Rey los ernbia a llaraar, 
 Dixo que los caballeros 
 Son Reynaldos y Iloldan. 
 
 Que su amigo Galaloa 
 Lo embia a avisar. 
 Todos se ponen en annas, 
 Para haverlos de matar.
 
 RINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 53 
 
 When the King beheld the heroes 
 
 From the field together bend ; 
 " Valiant strangers, say, where mean you 
 
 " Night's approaching hours to spend ]" 
 
 *' Tow'rd the mountain are we bending, 
 
 " Money have we none to boast ; 
 " Wanting gold, no house receives us, 
 
 " None will act the friendly host. 
 
 ' To the temple are we journey ing 
 " Where the Prophet's body lies." 
 
 " Signors, I'll provide you quarters ; 
 " Follow me," the Monarch cries. 
 
 " Sire, a thousand thanks bestowing, 
 
 " We accept the proiFer'd aid :" 
 Then the King a Khan assign'd them, 
 
 For the Moorish pilgrims made. 
 
 Scarce they enter 'd, when he bade them 
 
 To his presence back repair, 
 For Rinaldo and Orlando 
 
 Twas announc'd the strangers were. 
 
 Galalou had sent this warning 
 
 From the ancient realms of France ; 
 
 Fain in arms the Moorish Chieftains 
 Would against the Knights advance.
 
 54 DON BEYNALDOS. 
 
 El buen Rey que aquesto vido 
 Altas voces fue k dar. 
 A Cabal leros galaues 
 De corte tail principal 
 Yo no soy de paracer, 
 Que assi hayan de tratar 
 Los ruejores Caballeros 
 De toda la Christ iandad ; 
 Pues que yo les dl seguro 
 Yo no les puedo faltar. 
 Mas luego siendo de dia, 
 Os podeis todos armar, 
 Y como gentiles horabres 
 Con ellos en campo entrar. 
 
 Y& se parti^ el buen Rey, 
 Ya I os Romeros se van ; 
 O los nobles Caballeros, 
 Reynaldos, y Don Roldan, 
 Seades los bien venidos, 
 Los dos Christianos sin par. 
 Sabed que Don Galalon 
 Una carta fue a embiar, 
 En que dan dicir por ella 
 Que venioses a matar 
 Al noble Rey Agolandro 
 Y el nos hiciera llamar,
 
 RINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 55 
 
 But the generous King forbids them ; 
 
 " Friends, 'twill be a lasting shame 
 " To molest those Knights that hither 
 
 " To display their prowess came. 
 
 " 'Gainst two Cavaliers so noble 
 
 " Let this hasty rancour cease ; 
 " I have pledg'd my word ; let no one 
 
 " Then presume to break the peace. 
 
 " But to-morrow, friends, your valor 
 
 " In the tilt prepare to shew ; 
 " And like Knights of worth and honor, 
 
 " If you can, the Chiefs o'erthrow." 
 
 Utt'ring this, King Argolander 
 
 To the palace bent his way, 
 But to those illustrious warriors 
 
 Thus exclaim'd Prince Gargaray : 
 
 " Valiant Chieftains, welcome hither ; 
 
 " Flow'rof Christians, welcome thrice ! 
 *' Know, 'twas Galalon that falsely 
 
 " Sent the valiant King advice, 
 
 " Hither that you came to slay him, 
 
 " Thence arose your sudden call ; 
 " But his honor lets no mischief 
 
 " On your beads indignant fall.
 
 5$ DON REYNALDOS. 
 
 Do e determin6 luego 
 De venir vos a matar, 
 Sino por respeto mio 
 Que nuuca les di lugar. 
 
 Mas sabed que en la nianana 
 En batalla haveis de entrar 
 Vos, y el noble Paladin, 
 Con quantos aili vendran ; 
 Y vos Senor Don Reynaldos, 
 No os podeis escusar, 
 Que conniigo y quatro Reyes 
 En campo us haveis de hallar. 
 Por ende esforzaos mucho : 
 Luego los fuera a abrazar. 
 
 Don Reynaldos le responde : 
 Grande es senor tu bondad, 
 Grandemente nos obligas 
 Mas que podrais pensar. 
 
 El Rey se despidi6 dellos, 
 Y a su casa se fue a cenar ; 
 Otra dia el Sol salido, 
 El Rey los vino a llamar. 
 
 Y& se ponen los arneses, 
 Y el Rey los ayuda a armar ; 
 Y quando armados los vido 
 Comenzoles de hablar.
 
 HINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 57 
 
 " And, moreover, honor bids me 
 
 " Disbelieve the base design ; 
 " But to-morrow in the combat 
 
 " You must each prepare to shiue. 
 
 " And, Rinaldo, since your valor 
 " Blaz'd with such renown before, 
 
 " In the lists with me you enter, 
 
 *' And with four stout Princes more. 
 
 " Knights, adieu ! let manly courage 
 
 " In your ardent bosoms reign, 
 " And your former glory nobly 
 
 " In a second tilt sustain." 
 
 " Prince," Rinaldo courteous answers, 
 
 " In your breast true merit lies ; 
 " Grateful for these unsought favors, 
 
 " High your gen'rous worth we prize." 
 
 To his palace then retiring, 
 
 Back the Prince pursues his way, 
 
 But again rejoins the warriors 
 At the early break of day. 
 
 First their fiery steeds they harness ; 
 
 Then to arm the gallant Knights, 
 Gargaray himself assisting, 
 
 In the office much delights.
 
 58 DON KEYNALDOS. 
 
 O los nobles Caballeros 
 Queradesme perdonar, 
 Porque en viendoos armados 
 Eneinigo os soy mortal. 
 
 Dicho esto, fuesse luego 
 Sin mas palabras hablar, 
 Aprestanse los dos Primeros 
 Y a la batalla se van. 
 
 Bayartfe que v la gente, 
 Espanto pone en mirar, 
 Dando corcobos, y empinos, 
 Comienza de relinchar. 
 
 Tan fuerle va para ellos, 
 Que la tierra hace temblar, 
 Reynaldos mira a los Reyes 
 Con quien ha de pelear. 
 
 Tambien mira a Celidonia, 
 Que en Cadahalso esta ; 
 Tanto corage le crece, 
 Que comienza de hablar. 
 
 O vosotros los Romanes 
 Todos venid a ayudar 
 A aquestos cinco Reyes 
 Que conmigo ban de ajustar.
 
 RINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 59 
 
 '* O !" cries he, " ye valiant Nobles, 
 
 " Well ye may my zeal excuse ; 
 " When I see you arm'd, no longer 
 
 " I the name of foe refuse." 
 
 As he spoke, the gen'rous warriors 
 
 To the field with joy repair, 
 Anxious each the palm of glory 
 
 From the Moorish Knights to bear. 
 
 When he eyes the Moorish army, 
 
 Such a numerous host around, 
 Loud Bayarte neighs for battle, 
 
 Paws, and furious strikes the ground. 
 
 Then so swiftly bounds tow'rds them, 
 That the ground beneath him quakes ; 
 
 Each stout King Rinaldo eyeing, 
 As the dread attack he makes. 
 
 At fair Celidonia gazing, 
 
 Who iu a balcony stood, 
 Still more high the hero's bosom 
 
 Pants, and courage fills his blood. 
 
 " O ye ancient Romans," shouts ke, 
 
 " Let your vigorous arms assist 
 " These five Kings that with Rinaldo 
 
 " Dare to enter in the list.
 
 60 DON REYNALDOS. 
 
 Porque en el dia de oy, 
 Yo les quiero demostrar 
 Las fuerzas que Dios me di6, 
 For su santa Fe ensalzar. 
 
 Da de espuelas al caballo, 
 En el campo fue a entrar. 
 Los Moros que entrar lo ven 
 Juntos lo van a encontrar ; 
 
 , De tal suerte que las lanzas 
 En piezas hacen volar. 
 Mas Reynaldos con esfuerzo 
 Encoutro al Rey Gargaray, 
 
 De tal suerte, que la lanza 
 Le passo al espaldar. 
 No le duraron los otros, 
 Que a todos los fue a inatar. 
 
 Y quebrada la su lanza, 
 A Fisberta fue a sacar. 
 Haciendo mil maravillas 
 For con el campo quedar, 
 
 Hasta topar & su Primo 
 El buen Paladin Roldan, 
 Que llevaba un gran tropel 
 De Morisma a mas andar.
 
 RINALDO OP MONTALBAN. 6i 
 
 " For this day his arm shall teach them 
 
 " In disputed fields to bend ; 
 " Prove the strength that heav'n has giv'n him, 
 
 " And the Christian faith defend." 
 
 Forward then he spurs Bayarte, 
 
 Swifter than the rapid wind, 
 Thunders on the Kings, who meet him 
 
 In the dreadful shock combin'd. 
 
 In an instant all their lances 
 
 Shiver'd into fragments fly, 
 But beneath Rinaldo's valor 
 
 Gargaray was first to lie. 
 
 Thro' the shoulder pierc'd, Rinaldo 
 
 Sees the hapless Monarch fall ; 
 Round his steed then nimbly wheeling, 
 
 Soon his prowess slays them all. 
 
 When his lance was broke, Fisberta 
 His high teinper'd sword he drew, 
 
 And, his wondrous strength exerting, 
 Round the field like lightning flew, 
 
 Till he met brave Count Orlando 
 
 Corapass'd with a host of foes, 
 And perceiv'd his valiant Cousin 
 
 Dealing round his weighty blows.
 
 62 DON REYNALDOS. 
 
 Despues que juntos se vieron, 
 Muy gran contento se dan, 
 Con esfuerzo denodado, 
 Renuevan el pelear. 
 
 Tantos matan de los Moros 
 Que no hay quenta, ni par ; 
 1 alarido es tan grande, 
 Que al cielo quiere Hegar. 
 
 Alz6 los ojos Reynaldos 
 A do el cadahalso esta, 
 Vido niuchos Caballeros 
 A la Princesa guardar. 
 
 ^ 
 
 Allegose para ellos, 
 Con muy gran ferocidad, 
 El estruendo que traia 
 La tierra hace templar. 
 
 A la bella Celidonia 
 Fue en su cabal lo sentar ; 
 Arremete con denuedo 
 For la batalla dexar. 
 
 Los Moros que aquesto vieron 
 No le ossaban danar, 
 Por no dar a la Princesa, 
 Ni le hacer algun mal.
 
 RINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 63 
 
 Both their manly hearts uniting, 
 
 Join intrepid in the fight ; 
 Both by many a gallant action 
 
 Prove their unexampled might. 
 
 Moors in such amazing numbers 
 Fall beneath their slaught'ring arms, 
 
 That their shrieks to heav'n ascending, 
 Rend its vault with dire alarms. 
 
 To the spot Rinaldo turning 
 
 Where the lovely Princess stood, 
 Saw her by a squadron guarded, 
 
 And his rapid course pursu'd. 
 
 Then so fiercely he attacks them, 
 
 That his fury none withstand ; 
 Taking then the gentle maiden, 
 
 Celidouia, by the hand ; 
 
 On his steed he lightly seats her, 
 
 And again vaults up before ; 
 Then essays to leave the battle, 
 
 Since the envy'd prize he bore. 
 
 When they saw the Princess seated 
 
 At the hardy warrior's back, 
 Dreading with their spears to wound her, 
 
 They desist from the attack.
 
 64 DON REYNALDOS, 
 
 Con sollozos, y getnidos 
 Que al Cielo quieren llegar, 
 Lloran su gran perdicion, 
 La muerte de Gargaray. 
 
 La Princesa ya vencida, 
 Deste que no tiene par, 
 Con una voz delicada 
 Comenzdle de hablar. 
 
 O Senor, en qufe peligro 
 Os poneis en me llevar ! 
 Mas queria yo morir, 
 Que no vuestro peligrar. 
 
 Abrazandola muy fuerte, 
 En el rostro fue a besar, 
 Por sus del ic ad os ojos 
 Lagrimas vieron saltar. 
 
 Temiendo dc lo perder, 
 Viendo tanto aquexar, 
 Que su rostro de Reynaldos 
 En agua hizo toruar. 
 
 Buelvese a consols rl a 
 Con amoroso hablar 
 Esforzad Senora mia, 
 Iso querades desmayar.
 
 RINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 65 
 
 And, with dreadful shrieks bewailing 
 
 Their disasters in the fray, 
 Grieve to see the captive Princess, 
 
 And the slain Prince Gargaray. 
 
 But the lovely Celidonia, 
 
 By renown'd Rinaldo won, 
 In a sweet and tender accent 
 
 This endearing speech begun : 
 
 " O, my Lord, what pain to see you 
 
 " Such great hazards undertake, 
 ** And expose a life so valu'd 
 
 " For poor Celidonia's sake !" 
 
 Round he clasp'd the gentle maiden, 
 
 Gave her lips a balmy kiss ; 
 In his eyes the tears stood trembling, 
 
 Tears of soft delicious bliss. 
 
 Much he dreads some fatal mischief, 
 
 Dreads to lose the maid again ; 
 And his heart, with terror beating, 
 
 Throbs with agonizing pain. 
 
 But the lovely fair consoling, 
 
 Much he strives to calm her fear ; 
 " Sweetest Princess, to my bosom 
 
 " Life itself is not so dear." 
 
 VOL. I.
 
 66 DON REYNALDOS. 
 
 Ellos estando en aquesto, 
 Su hermano fuera a llegar, 
 Dado le ha cruel herida, 
 Su cuerpo le fue a passar. 
 
 En los brazos de Reynaldos, 
 Que su fin fuera a causar, 
 Con voz ronca, y muy planida, 
 Coraenzara de hablar. 
 
 O amor mio, y bien, 
 De mi os querais acordar, 
 Pues yo recibo la muerte, 
 No me querais olvidar. 
 
 Sabiendo vos amor mio, 
 Que os iba yo a acompauar, 
 Dexando yo al Rey mi Padre, 
 Con tanto enojo, y pesar. 
 O que pena, y que passion 
 Llevo en aqueste pensar ! 
 El rostro se le desmaya, 
 La habla fuera a cessar ; 
 Con un suspiro muy fuerte 
 Vieron su fin allegar. 
 
 Don Reynaldos que esto oyera 
 El color perdido ha ; 
 Con vos triste, y dolorosa 
 Comenz6se a lamentar.
 
 ftlNALDO OF MONTALBAN. 67 
 
 Thus, in gentle converse speaking, 
 
 Her stern brother came iii view, 
 And a deadly wound he gave her, 
 
 For he pierc'd her body through. 
 
 In the arms of brave Rinaldo, 
 
 Bleeding, see the Princess lies; 
 But her lips console the hero > 
 
 As her drooping spirit flies* 
 
 " O, brave youth, whom truly loving, 
 
 " Since for you I bow to dcath> 
 " Still you'll hold me dear to inem'ry, 
 
 " While you shall enjoy your breath ! 
 
 " Well you know I left my parents, 
 
 " Left my native home for you, 
 " And, believe me, Celidonia 
 
 " Ne'er had prov'd to love untrue* 
 
 " O, farewell ! my wand'ring spirit 
 
 " Now must other regions seek ; 
 " O, farewell !" for ever closing 
 
 Then her lips, no more could speak. 
 
 One deep groan she gave Rinaldo 
 
 Groan 'd alike with deadly pain, 
 Whilst these words he faintly utter'd 
 
 In a piteous, mournful strain : 
 
 F 2
 
 68 BON REYNALDOS. 
 
 Hay desdichado de mi, 
 Ya no me quiero nombrar 
 El esforzado Reynaldos, 
 Ni el me quiero llamar ! 
 
 O muerte, por que no vienes 
 No quiero vivo quedar ; 
 O Celidonia, amor uiio, 
 Donde te ire yo a buscar, 
 
 Yo fufe de ti homicida, 
 Yo solo te fbi a matar ; 
 O traydor mal caballero, 
 Que piensas aqui aguardar. 
 
 Buelvese contra los Moros, 
 Para en ellos se vengar, 
 Puso en tierra a Celidonia, 
 
 Sin tie ml o mucho su mal. 
 
 Va buscando al Caballero, 
 Que le hizo tal pesar, 
 Hiriendo, y matando Moros, 
 Quantos podia topar. 
 
 Hace tal matanza en ellos, 
 Que es cosa para espantar, 
 Hasta topar su enemigo 
 No dexa de atropellar.
 
 RINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 6 
 
 " Ah, unhappy me ! no longer 
 
 " Let the voice of lofty fame 
 " The renown'd, the great Rinaldo, 
 
 " Call my misery-stricken name. 
 
 " Death, how kind would'st thou but take me ! 
 
 " For I value life no more ; 
 " Lovely Celidonia losing, 
 
 " All my bosom did adore. 
 
 *' But I'll seek her ruthless murd'rer, 
 " And the treacherous wretch destroy, 
 
 " Who hath thus in wanton malice 
 " Robb'd me of my only joy !" 
 
 On the ground he lays the Princess, 
 
 And again remounts his steed, 
 Then, with tenfold fury burning, 
 
 Hastens to avenge the deed. 
 
 Ranks of Moors soon fall before him ; 
 
 Round he casts his glaring eye, 
 And, on all sides fiercely looking, 
 
 Seeks his cruel foe to spy. 
 
 Not a warrior stands before him ; 
 
 Sure and mortal ev'ry wound 
 From the hero's sword, who, raging, 
 
 Now the murderous Chieftain found.
 
 70 DON REYNALDOS. 
 
 Vido andar en la batalla, 
 Que parece un gavilan, 
 Arremeti6 para el 
 Con esfuerzo singular. 
 
 Trab61o por los cabellos 
 Del caballo lo fue a echar, 
 Atole fuerte los pies, 
 Y al suyo lo fue a passar. 
 
 Despue a su guisa lo tuvo, 
 Torno presto a cavalgar, 
 Va atropellando los Moros, 
 Hasta su Primo topar. 
 
 Despues que juntos se vieron 
 Comienzan de caarinar 
 Para la noble de Francia, 
 Llevando muy gran pesar. 
 
 La muerte de Celidonia 
 No le dexa consolar, 
 Hasta ver a Galalon 
 Que tauto mal fue a causar.
 
 RINALDO OF MONTALBAN. 71 
 
 In the battle like a giant 
 
 Rode the haughty Paynim foe, 
 But Rinaldo from his charger 
 
 Strikes him with a furious blo\v t 
 
 By the hair then backward drags him, 
 
 Ties his hands, and binds his feet; 
 And across Bayarte throws him, 
 
 When in France his death to meet. 
 
 Then again his steed remounting, 
 
 Swift he gallopp'd as the wind, 
 Till his cousin Count Orlando 
 
 Battling with the Moors he join'd. 
 
 When the Chiefs were met together, 
 
 Forth they sally'd from the fray, 
 And, to native France , returning, 
 
 Homeward fast pursu'd their way. 
 
 But for the lamented maiden 
 
 Not a joy Rinaldo knew, 
 Till false Galalon was punish'd, 
 
 From whose arts this mischief grew.
 
 72 DON ROLDAN. 
 
 ROMANCE 
 
 DON ROLDAN. 
 
 EN Francia la noblecida 
 En esse tiempo passado, 
 Quando el Emperador Carlos 
 La tenia a su mandado. 
 Quando florecia Reynaldos 
 Y Roldan el esforzado. 
 
 Quando casi todo el mundo 
 De Moros era ocupado. 
 En la ciudad de Paris 
 Gran fiesta se ha celebrado, 
 La qual dicen de San Jorge, 
 Patron de Aragon llamado ;
 
 ORLANDO. 73 
 
 THE 
 
 ANCIENT BALLAD 
 
 or 
 
 ORLANDO. 
 
 THIS ballad relates the cause of Rinaldo's disgrace, and 
 another treachery of Galalou's, which drives Orlando into banish- 
 ment, who becomes General to one of the Moorish Kings, and lays 
 siege to Paris. Rinaldo is then summoned to Charlemagne's as- 
 sistance. 
 
 IN fair France's fertile region, 
 
 When King Charles the sceptre held, 
 
 And Rinaldo and Orlando 
 Ev'ry rival Knight excell'd ; 
 
 When the Moors, like locusts swarming, 
 
 Scarce a nation could withstand, 
 But in ev'ry quarter spreading, 
 
 Far and near o'errun the land ; 
 
 To renown'd St. George's honor 
 Was proclaim'd a royal fete, 
 Held in Arragon, the patron 
 Of its fair, illustrious state ;
 
 74 DON ROLDAIST. 
 
 Hacela el Emperador, 
 Porque tambien le ha ayudado : 
 Manda llarnar a los grandes 
 Quantos tiene a su mandado. 
 
 Que cada uno viniesse 
 Segun fuesse su estado ; 
 Alii vino Oliveros, 
 Y Roldan el esforzado. 
 
 Que de atavios, y galas 
 Este era el mas senelado ; 
 Tambien Bettran 'Salazar 
 Con su pompa y su estado. 
 
 Y vinieron Don Estolfo, 
 Y Don Salino su herniauo, 
 Y vinieron tantos grandes, 
 Que es impossible contallo, 
 
 Quando todos fueron juntos 
 La fiesta se ha celebrado ; 
 Nunca vino Don Reynaldos, 
 Que en Montalvan 110 se hallado, 
 
 Quando el falso Galalon 
 Deste fue certificado, 
 Fuesse al Emperador 
 Con un rostro mesurado, 
 Arrodilldse a sus pies, 
 Desta suerte le ha habladc.
 
 ORLANDO. 75 
 
 Whose strong arms in war prevailing, 
 
 Help'd to win the glorious day : 
 All his Peers the Emperor summon'd, 
 
 All that own'd his royal sway. 
 
 Each to come in courtly splendor, 
 
 As his fair estate allow'd ; 
 Oliveros and Orlando 
 
 First before his presence bow'd. 
 
 In high pomp and costly grandeur 
 
 Never fete did so exceed : 
 Bertram Salazar was present, 
 
 Fam'd for many a martial deed. 
 
 Count Estolfo, and his brother 
 
 Valiant Count Salino, came ; 
 And so many Peers and Nobles, 
 
 More than any tongue could name. 
 
 Thus the gallant Peers assembling, 
 To the Emperor's court repair ; 
 But Rinaldo of Montalban 
 " Bow'd not with his fellows there. 
 
 This false Galalon perceiving, 
 To the Emperor's footstool went ; 
 
 And, with looks of serious import, 
 On his knees deceitful bent ;
 
 76 DON ROLDAN. 
 
 O senor Emperador, 
 Dios te prospcre tu estado, 
 Y te dexe ver cumplido 
 Lo por ti ya descado. 
 
 Bicn has visto, y conocido 
 Quien est^ a tu mandado, 
 Todos los que estan en Francia 
 Han veuido a tu llamado. 
 
 Sino aquel Don Reynaldos 
 Que te ha menospreciado, 
 Que el mandamiento tuyo 
 Muy poco lo ha estimado. 
 
 Porque te ruego, Senor, 
 Que luego le des el pago, 
 Y que en presencia de todos 
 Por traidor le sea dado. 
 
 Alii hablo el Emperador, 
 Y tal respuesta le ha dado ; 
 Placeme Don Galalon, 
 Esso hare yo de grado. 
 
 Por hacer a vos placer 
 Y porque queda castigado, 
 Alii en presencia de todos 
 Por traidor le havia dado.
 
 ORLANDO. 77 
 
 Then in fawning words address'd him, 
 " Mighty Sov'reign, deign to hear ; 
 
 " Heav'n in peace preserve your kingdom, 
 " Guard the life we hold so dear ! 
 
 " Joyful we've obey'd the summons 
 
 " Issu'd from your royal throne ; 
 " Of your worthy Peers, Rinaldo 
 
 " Disobeys your will alone. 
 
 " Ev'ry other Lord is present, 
 
 " All your pleasure is obey'd ; 
 " But Rinaldo hath disdain'd you, 
 
 " Hath no just obedience paid. 
 
 " Humbly let me then entreat you 
 
 " To avenge this open shame ; 
 " That Rinaldo for a traitor 
 
 " On the spot you may proclaim." 
 
 Furious rose the angry Monarch, 
 
 What he said you soon shall know : 
 
 " Galalon, it well becomes you 
 " Just resentment thus to shew. 
 
 " For my honor's sake chastisement 
 
 " Shall upon th' offender fall ; 
 " Count Rinaldo for a traitor 
 
 " I proclaim before you all."
 
 78 DON ROLDAJf. 
 
 Mucho pesara & los Grandes, 
 Que a la sala se ban hallado, 
 Quando aquesta triste nueva 
 For Paris se ha divulgado. 
 
 Fuesse luego Oliveros, 
 
 Y a Don Roldan ha hablado, 
 
 Contole la traycion 
 
 Que Galalon havia arniado. 
 
 Quando el fuerte Don Roldan 
 Desto fue certificadoi 
 Descavalgd de una mula, 
 En un caballo ha cavalgado, 
 
 For las calles de Paris 
 Malamente va enojado ; 
 Fuesse para el Emperador, 
 Desta suerte le ha hablado. 
 
 Mucho me pesa, Senor, 
 Desto soy nmy enojado, 
 Que a Reynaldos en ausencia 
 Tan mal le hayais tratado, 
 
 For el consejo de un tray dor 
 No nierecia tal pago, 
 Debieraseos acordar 
 De aquesse tiempo passado.
 
 ORLANDO. 79 
 
 Highly did it grieve the Nobles 
 
 In the royal presence found ; 
 Highly did it grieve all Paris, 
 
 When the news was spread around. 
 
 Oliveros then withdrawing, 
 
 Valiant Count Orlando sought, 
 And related all the treachery 
 
 Galalon had falsely wrought. 
 
 Soon as Count Orlando hears it, 
 
 From his mule he lights in haste, 
 Mounts his gallant steed, and swiftly 
 
 Through the city streets he pac'd. 
 
 To the palace then ascending, 
 
 To the Emperor straitly goes, 
 And, in fearless language speaking, 
 
 Thus his indignation shews : 
 
 " Much I'm griev'd to find Rinaldo 
 
 " By his foes hath been defam'd, 
 " And, because the Knight is absent, 
 
 " For a traitor loud proclaim'd. 
 
 " Such a vile perfidious counsel 
 
 " Twas a traitor only gave ; 
 " Sire, to brave Rinaldo's merits 
 
 " Your attention let me crave.
 
 80 DON ROLDAN. 
 
 Quando estabades perdido 
 De amores appassionado, 
 De las Infanta Belisarda, 
 Mora de muy gran estado ; 
 
 Y quando el os vido herido, 
 Y de amor appassionado, 
 Puso su vida por vos 
 Hasta haveros remediado. 
 
 Y pass6 a los sus Reynos, 
 Y a su padre bavia matado; 
 Matd tambien tres gigantes, 
 Que la estaban guardando. 
 
 Mat6 inuchos caballeros 
 Que en su nao havian entrado, 
 Y a pesar de todo el Reyno 
 A la Infanta se ha llevado. 
 
 Pusola en vuestro poder 
 Por quitaros de cuidado, 
 Y alia en Cordova la liana 
 Recordaos lo que ha passado, 
 
 Que si no fuera por el 
 Quedaredes cautivado, 
 Mas con sus ingenios, y artes 
 1 os hizo libertado.
 
 ORLANDO. 81 
 
 " When for blooming Belisarda 
 
 " Pin'd with love your amorous breast, 
 
 " And when night nor day your passion 
 " Fiercely burning let you* rest ; 
 
 *' For the lovely Moorish Princess 
 " When you felt the tender wound 
 
 " For your sake his life Rinaldo 
 " Freely risk'd on hostile ground. 
 
 " Bravely did he slay her father ; 
 
 " Captive then he led the maid, 
 " By three mighty giants guarded, 
 
 " Whom in dust his valour laid. 
 
 *' In his ship, too, many a Chieftain 
 
 " Highly fam'd the hero slew ; 
 " And, though battling hosts oppos'd him, 
 
 " From her realms the Princess drew. 
 
 " In your arms his courage plac'd her ; 
 
 " For your person well he fought, 
 " And in Cordova triumphant 
 
 " By his deeds your safety wrought : 
 
 " Else, a captive there remaining, 
 " You had sigh'd and sigh'd in vain ; 
 
 " Destin'd long to wear in misery, 
 " And in tears, the galling chain. 
 
 VOL. i. G
 
 S3 DON ROLDAN. 
 
 Mato a Madama R uenca, 
 lleyiia de tan gran estado ; 
 Muchas cosas vos ha hecho, 
 De todas le dais mal pago. 
 
 Mas el falso Galalon 
 Que tal os ha aconsejado, 
 Antes que venga inanana 
 De mi recibira el pago. 
 
 El Emperador con enojo 
 Un bofeton le havia dado, 
 Diciendo mal caballero, 
 Vos haveis de ser osado 
 
 En la presencia del Rey 
 Hablar tan desmesurado. 
 Yo os juro por mi corona, 
 Que vos seais castigado. 
 
 El bueno de Don Roldan 
 Malamente se ha enojado, 
 En un altar que alii havia 
 Unjuramento ha jurado. 
 
 De jamas entrar en Francia, 
 I last a que fuesse vengado.
 
 ORLANDO; - 83- 
 
 " Did he not slay Queen Ruenca, 
 
 " Queen of such a pow'rful state 1 
 " Did he not, too, feats a thousand, 
 
 " More than tongue can e'en relate 7 
 
 *' Would you, then, so ill requite him, 
 
 " And false Galalon regard ? 
 " Ere to-morrow shall his treach'ry 
 
 " Meet from me a just reward." 
 
 In a furious rage the Emperor 
 
 Gave the hardy Chief a blow; 
 " Dare you," cry'd he, " in my presence, 
 
 " Dare you this resentment shew, 
 
 " And in words so bold address me 1 
 
 " 111 do you respect your king ! 
 " Hence, Orlando ; fierce chastisement 
 
 " On your head this speech shall bring !" 
 
 Stung to madness, brave Orlando 
 
 To an altar instant went, 
 And, his hand upon it placing, 
 
 Thus proclaim'd his firm intent : 
 
 " Not till I have ample vengeance 
 
 " For the cruel wrong I've borne, 
 " Will I enter this proud palace, 
 
 " Or from foreign lands return." 
 
 G2
 
 !U BON ROLDAN. 
 
 Estas palabras dictendo 
 Ech6 la escalaro abaxo, 
 Fuerase para su casa, 
 Malamente va enojado ; 
 Demand6 presto sus annas 
 Y muy apriesa fue armado. 
 Sin poner pie en el estrivo 
 En el caballo ha cavalgado ; 
 Ya se sale de Paris, 
 Malamente va enojado. 
 
 Porsusjornadas contadas 
 En Espana fue llegado, 
 Andando por sus caminos 
 Su ventura vh buscando. 
 
 Encontro con un Morico, 
 Que la mar esta mirando ; 
 Guarda era de una puente, 
 Que iiadie dexa passar. 
 
 Sino por fuerza, 6 por grado, 
 Con el hay de pelear, 
 Porque su Senor el Rey 
 Assi lo fuera a manclar, 
 
 Hombre que viniesse armado 
 No le dexasse passar, 
 O que dexasse las armas, 
 Si en el Reyno queria eutrar.
 
 ORLANDO. 85 
 
 Down the steps then instant flying, 
 
 To his mansion back he goes, 
 Quick demands his arms, and quicker 
 
 On his stubborn armour throws. 
 
 On his steed then fiercely vaults he, 
 
 To the stirrup ne'er attends, 
 But, wild transports frantic breathing, 
 
 From the city portal bends. 
 
 Many a day be journies forward 
 
 Till he sees the fields of Spain, 
 On all sides adventures seeking, 
 
 Where to vent his mortal pain. 
 
 Twas a Moor he first encounter 'd, 
 
 Where the distant sea-beach lay, 
 On a bridge the causeway guarding, 
 
 Suff'ring none to pass that way. 
 
 From his King command receiving* 
 
 If resistance any dar'd, 
 Forth to stand, and, girt with armour, 
 
 Be for all Attacks prepar'd. 
 
 Loud he shouts to bold Orlando, 
 
 " Hence, I warn you, Cavalier ! 
 " Down those arras ! it is not sufler'd 
 
 " To approach in armour liere/'
 
 DON ROLDAN. 
 
 Don Roldan con gran enojo 
 Que lo havia de escuchar, 
 Hablole inuy denodado, 
 Tal respuesta le fue a dar, 
 Que por tal hombre como el 
 Las armas no ha de dexar, 
 Que en el nmndo no es nacido 
 Quien las haya de llevar. 
 
 Respondierale el Moro, 
 Tal respuesta le fue a dar, 
 Si assi quieres Caballero, 
 Luego se haya de librar ; 
 
 Que yo te las quitare, 
 O yo quedare con mal ; 
 Luego abaxaron sus lanzas, 
 Y se fueron a encontrar. 
 
 Y a los primeros encuentros 
 Las lanzas quebrado han ; 
 Echan manos a las espadas, 
 Pe priessa, y no de vagar ; 
 Tan fuertes golpes se daban, 
 Que era cosa de inirar ; 
 Alzo el Moro la su espada, 
 A Don Roldan fuera acertar, 
 Encima de su cabeza 
 Que lo hizo arrodillar.
 
 " ORLANDO." 
 
 With deep rage Orlando glowing, 
 To the Moor undaunted cries, 
 
 " Moor, thou seest no trembling coward ; 
 " I those haughty threats despise. 
 
 " Never have I seen the warrior 
 
 " That could make me quit my arms ; 
 
 " Yet unborn is he whose courage 
 " Shakes my soul with rude alarms." 
 
 Thus the Moor to stout Orlando 
 
 In an equal fury cry'd, 
 " Cavalier, ere long your valour 
 
 " In the battle shall be try'd ; 
 
 " For, in spite of all that boasting, 
 " Will I pluck those arms away." 
 
 Boldly then their lances couching, 
 They begin a desp'rate fray. 
 
 Lances both, were instant shiver'd ; 
 
 Then the Chiefs their sabres drew, 
 And, with fiery choler battling, 
 
 Round the sparks like lightning flew. 
 
 There the Moor, offeree gigantic, 
 With his gleaming faulchion see, 
 
 On the head Orlando striking, 
 Beat him down upon his knee.
 
 DN ROLDAN. 
 
 Don Roldan que esto vido 
 Un tal golpe le fue a dar 
 Con el tajo de su espada, 
 Que el cuerpo le fue a cortar. 
 
 El Moro que assi se vido 
 Con herida tan mortal, 
 Dabale tan grandes golpes 
 Que a lloldan hacia temblar, 
 
 Quando Roldan esto vido 
 Comenzara de liablar, 
 O maldito sea el horabre 
 Que no siente su mal, 
 Tiene las tripas colgando, 
 Y quiera mas pelear ! 
 Respondierale el Moro, 
 Tal respuesta le fue a dar, 
 Bien veo que mi vivir 
 No puede mucho durar, 
 Mas tu vida, y la nria, 
 Juntas tienen de acabar, 
 Baxase a adobar la espuela 
 Que se la queria quitar, 
 Desque fuera abaxado 
 No se pudo levantar; 
 Murio luego prestamente, 
 Sin mas palabras hablar ; 
 Quitale luego las armas, 
 El bueno de Don Roldan 
 Y quitdle los vestidos, 
 Los suyos le fue a dexar, 
 Y vistidselos al Moro, 
 Y de sus annas se fue armar.
 
 ORLANDO. 89 
 
 But Orlando at the Paynim 
 
 Aims a deep and deadly blov^ 
 And his trusty sabre buries 
 
 in the bowels of his foe. 
 
 Well the Moor, with anguish writhing, 
 
 Knew he had a mortal wound, 
 And, about him madly striking, 
 
 Whirl'd his sabre round and round. 
 
 " Curse on him," exclaim'd Orlando, 
 " Who ne'er heeds his desp'rate plight, 
 
 *' But, with bowels pierc'd, still fiercely 
 " Pants for vengeance in the fight !" 
 
 " Wretch !" the Moor cries, " dost thou curse me ! 
 
 " Since 'tis thus my lot to die, 
 " Thou shalt not escape my vengeance, 
 
 " But beneath my sabre lie : 
 
 '* Both our lives shall end together." 
 
 Now to loose his spur he bends, 
 But, the moment he was rising, 
 
 With a groan his life he ends. 
 
 When the Moor was dead, Orlando 
 
 Quick his armour pluck V away, 
 And, his own alike unbracing, 
 
 Soon assum'd the Moor's array ;
 
 90 DON ROLDAN. 
 
 Y con un pagesito 
 En Ffancia le fue a embiar ; 
 Que le dixesse a su esposa, 
 Que era su esposo Roldan ; 
 Y que muy solemnemente 
 Le hiciesse enterrar; 
 El baeno del Pagecito 
 Hizo luego a su mandar, 
 Y llevolo para Francia 
 A casa de Don Roldan, 
 Y dicele la embaxada 
 Que Roldan le fue a mandar. 
 Con palabras lastimeras 
 Le euipezaba de hablar, 
 Este es el cuerpo, Senora 
 De aquel que no tenia par, 
 
 El que Moros, y Christianos 
 Nunca pudieron sobrar. 
 
 Desque la triste Donalda 
 El cuerpo fue a mirar, 
 Conoci6 luego el sayo, 
 Las armas otro que tal. 
 
 Pensa que era su esposo 
 El esforzado Roldan, 
 Los llantos que hazia 
 Dolor era de escuchar.
 
 ORLANDO. 91 
 
 And, a messenger procuring, 
 
 Sends his armour and his clothes, 
 Bidding him assure his lady 
 
 He was slaughter'd by his foes; 
 
 Bids him, too, the body shew her 
 In his own bright armour dress'd : 
 
 Rides the courier swift to Paris, 
 And his errand thus express'd : 
 
 " Sad the news I bring you, lady, 
 
 " Sad indeed the news I bring ! 
 " This is brave Orlando's body, 
 
 " In his noble mind a king : 
 
 " In his actions great and gallant, 
 
 " Ne'er did hero so excel ; 
 " But, alas ! by Moors o'erpower'd, 
 
 " In the desp'rate fight he fell." 
 
 When the fair Donalda heard it, 
 
 On the corse her eye she cast ; 
 Knew the armour, knew the helmet, 
 
 And with sorrow stood aghast. 
 
 Then, with shrieks her loss lamenting, 
 
 Sent forth many a piercing cry ; 
 Tears each other swiftly chasing 
 
 From the fountain of her eye.
 
 $2 DON ROLDANT. 
 
 Dentro de muy pocas horas 
 For Paris se fue a sonar, 
 For el lloraban los doce, 
 El Emperador otro que tal. 
 Lloraba toda la Corte, 
 Y el comun en general, 
 Y en unas solemnes andas 
 Le llevan a enterrar ; 
 Arzobispos, y Prelados, 
 Quantos en la Corte estaii, 
 Con gran pesar, y tristeza 
 Lo llevan a enterrar. 
 Don Roldan muy bien armada 
 De las armas que fue a tomar, 
 Fuerase para la armada 
 Do el Rey Moro suele estar. 
 El Rey Moro era mancebo 
 Ganoso de pelear, 
 Con los doce Pares de Francia 
 Sus fuerzas qucria mostrar. 
 
 Penso que era el Moro valiente, 
 Que los Reynos solia guardar, 
 Dixole que buenamente 
 Havia muerto a Don Roldan, 
 
 Y que a la noble de Francia 
 Su cuerpo fuera ;\ embiar ; 
 El Rey Moro de alegria 
 Hizolo su Capitan*
 
 ORLANDO. 
 
 Soon the news was spread through Paris, 
 All the Twelve were full of grief ; 
 
 Long it was before the Emperor 
 From his sorrow found relief. 
 
 Ev'ry Chief with anguish weeping 
 Slow attends him to the ground ; 
 
 Ev'ry Bishop, ev'ry Prelate, 
 Was at this sad funeral found. 
 
 While this happen'd, brave Orlando, 
 
 Iii the armour of his foe, 
 To the Moorish city wending, 
 
 To the King resolves to go. 
 
 Young the King, and long desirous 
 To display his dauntless might, 
 
 And with the Twelve Peers so famous 
 Enter in the doubtful fight. 
 
 When he saw Orlando coming, 
 He believ'd it was the Moor, 
 
 Who, his kingdom bravely guarding, 
 To him some glad tidings bore. 
 
 " Sire, I've slain brave Count Orlando, 
 " And his body sont to France." 
 
 " Friend, I will reward thy merit ; 
 " To a Captain's post advance.
 
 DOW ROLDAN. 
 
 Di61e luego tanta gente 
 Quanta el quiso tomar, 
 Embi61e luego a Francia 
 Que fuesse a Paris cercar. 
 
 Los Moros que van con el 
 Pensaban a su pensar, 
 Que era el esforzado Moro 
 Que los Reynos solia guardar. 
 
 Andando por sus jornadas 
 A Paris van a llegar, 
 Ponen luego su assiento, 
 Assentaron su ReaL 
 
 Embiaron mensageros 
 Que luego se hay an de dar, 
 Y si esto no quisiessen, 
 Que salgan a pelear. 
 
 Que el haria assi de todos 
 Como hizo de Roldan. 
 
 Respondio el Emperador 
 Tal respuesta le fue a dar, 
 Que le placia de buen grado 
 De salir a pelear.
 
 ORLANDO. ' 
 
 '* You shall have as many soldiers 
 " As your heart can wish to take ; 
 
 " And to Paris will I send you, 
 
 " That proud city's siege to make." 
 
 Not a Moor but thought Orlando 
 Was the Chief whose daring hand 
 
 Kept the bridge, and willing marches, 
 Bowing to his stern command. 
 
 On they hie with daring spirits, 
 
 And to Paris journey fast ; 
 Where they pitch'd their tents, and trenches 
 
 Round about the city cast. 
 
 Furious wrath Orlando breathing 
 Deeper spreads his tierce alarms, 
 
 Threat 'niug vengeance if they do not 
 Soon surrender to his arms ; 
 
 That, if any dare to fight him, 
 
 Low upon the dusty plain 
 He would stretch them, like Orlando, 
 
 By his arm already slain. 
 
 Back the Emperor sends a message, 
 
 That without the city wall 
 On the morrow he would meet him, 
 
 For his threats he scorn'd them all.
 
 DON 
 
 Otra dia de mnnana 
 Salesc de la ciudad, 
 Con el iba Don Urgel, 
 Con el iba Merian 
 Cou el salian los doce 
 Que a una mesa conien pan ; 
 Los caballos van olgados 
 Comienzan de relinchar ; 
 
 Con una^furia muy grande 
 En los Moros van a dar, 
 Hacieudo tan cruda guerra, 
 Que es maravilla mirar, 
 Mas los Moros eran tantos 
 Gran gente van cautivar. 
 Y muclio de los doce Pares, 
 Que a merced fneron tomar. 
 El Eraperador que esto vido 
 Empezara de llorar, 
 Messando los sus cabellos. 
 De su barba otro que tal ; 
 Mando Ilamar su conscjo, 
 Todo lo hizo juntar, 
 Dixoles de esta manera, 
 Empez61es de bablar : 
 Parieutes, y araigos mios, 
 A lo que os hizo Ilamar, 
 Es que os demando consejo 
 Que me querais aconsejar, 
 Que harfc de tan gran dano, 
 Conio se ha de reparar T
 
 ORLANDO. 9 
 
 Early in the morn then sallying, 
 
 Forth his Chiefs the Emperor drew ; 
 
 Sally 'd out the brave Count Urgel, 
 Sally'd young Prince Meriau too. 
 
 All the Twelve fam'd Peers so warlike, 
 
 Who at one round table eat, 
 Pant their steeds to join the battle, 
 
 Neigh aloud, and paw their feet. 
 
 On the Moors then furious darting, 
 
 Soon the stormy fray begun ; 
 But the hostile Moorish squadrons 
 
 Full as soon the skirmish won. 
 
 Many a noble pris'ner taking, 
 
 Many a Peer of high renown ; 
 Back the Emperor thus was driven 
 
 With his army to the town. 
 
 There his hands in anguish wringing, 
 Long he beats his wretched breast, 
 
 And, his royal council calling, 
 
 Thus his gloomy fears express'd : 
 
 " Friends and subjects brave, you're summon'd 
 
 " Here on urgent need to meet ; 
 " To repair this fatal mischief, 
 
 " And retrieve our late defeat. 
 
 VOL. i. H
 
 98 DON ROLDAN. 
 
 Altt respondieron todos, 
 Y le fueron aconsejar, 
 Que embiesse por Reynaldos, 
 Y lo hiciesse llamar. 
 
 Y que el bastaria solo 
 Para Paris descercar, 
 Y que le haga mercedes, 
 Y le haya de perdonar. 
 
 El Emperador muy contento 
 Embialo a llamar ; 
 Contabale todo el hecho, 
 Y coino fuera a passar, 
 Y que el Moro valiente 
 Mat6 a su Primo Roldan. 
 
 Ya se sale Don Reynaldos 
 Con los Moros pelear, 
 Consigo lleva Doiialda, 
 La esposa de Roldan. 
 
 Mas tambien sabia Reynaldos 
 Bien sabia la verdad, 
 Que aquel Moro valiente 
 Era su Primo Roldan, 
 Que un tio que tenia 
 Ledix era la verdad;
 
 ORLANDO. 99 
 
 " Speak your thoughts then 1" " Sire,"they answer, 
 
 " To renown'd Rinaldo send, 
 " And, your anger thus foregoing, 
 
 " Make the gallant Chief your friend. 
 
 " Soon his valour in the combat, 
 
 " As in other trials shewn, 
 " Shall defend your royal city, 
 
 " And defeat the Moors alone. 
 
 " Promise favors high to grant him, 
 " When the Moors are once subdu'd." 
 
 Well the council pleas'd the Emperor, 
 Who this prudent step pursu'd. 
 
 When he came, the King imparted 
 
 All that pass'd in plaintive strain; 
 Told him how brave Count Orlando 
 
 By the Moorish Chief was slain. 
 
 Forth Rinaldo speeds to battle 
 
 With the hostile Moorish band, 
 Brave Orlando's spouse, Donalda, 
 
 Gently leading by the hand. 
 
 Well the truth Rinaldo knowing, 
 That the Moor, who seem'd so bold, 
 
 Was his cousin Count Orlando, 
 As his aged Uncle told ; 
 
 H2
 
 100 DON ROLDAN. 
 
 For arte de Nigromancia 
 
 El le fuera a hailar, 
 
 Que Don Roldan era vivo, 
 
 Y que esta en el Real, 
 
 Y el cuerpo que a Paris truxeron 
 
 Era un Moro que el fue a matar. 
 
 Quando fue cerca del campo 
 
 Reynaldos erapiezo a llamar ; 
 
 Que saiga el Moro esfor^ado 
 
 Con el solo a pelear. 
 
 A los prirneros encuentros 
 
 Los dos conocido se ban. 
 
 Conocieronse entrambos 
 
 En el ayre del andar ; 
 
 Quando iban a encoutarse 
 
 Las lanzas van a baxar, 
 
 Y vanse con mucho amor 
 
 Los dos Primos abrazar. 
 
 Y desque se vie ron juntos, 
 
 Los Moros manda llamar, 
 
 Y desque los tuvo juntos 
 
 Empezoles de hablar: 
 
 Esforzados Caballeros, 
 
 Vosotros vos querais tornar ; 
 
 Y decidle al Rcy Marfin, 
 
 Que yo era Don Roldan, 
 
 Y que yo mate al Moro, 
 
 Que era su Capitan.
 
 ORLANDO. 101 
 
 Who, by necromantic figures, 
 
 That the Count was living knew, 
 And the corse interr'd in Paris 
 
 Was the Moor Orlando slew. 
 
 At the Moorish camp arriving, 
 
 Loud he shouts with all his might, 
 " Let your Chief come forth to meet me, 
 
 " And alone attempt the tight." 
 
 Nimbly then their steeds they flourish, 
 
 Lightly prancing on the ground ; 
 Both the heroes know each other 
 By their gait and airy bound. 
 
 At the moment of rencontre, 
 
 Both their lances couching low, 
 In each other's arms swift rushing, 
 
 In their bosoms raptures glow. 
 
 Then the Moors about them calling, 
 
 Thus renown'd Orlando cries, 
 ." Moors, I see you gaze upon us 
 
 " With strange marks of deep surprise. 
 
 " To Marsilio's court I send you, 
 
 " To the Prince return again ; 
 " Tell him I am Count Orhndo, 
 
 " Aud by me his Moor was sJain.
 
 102 DON ROLDAN. 
 
 Los Moros desque oyeron 
 Tan triste nueva hablar, 
 Lleganse unos con otros, 
 Y hacen un Capitan. 
 
 Dicen que los prisioneros 
 Que se los ban de llevar, 
 Todos se ponen en armas 
 Para matar a Roldan. 
 Reynaldos que aquesto vido 
 Comenzo de pelear, 
 Y Roldan por otra parte 
 Muy crudos golpes les dan. 
 
 Mas los Moros eran tantos 
 Que el Sol querian quitar 
 Haciendo muy fiera guerra 
 Los presos van a soltar, 
 Tomaban de aquellas armas 
 Comien/an de pelear. 
 
 Dentro de muy pocas horas 
 Todos los van desbaratar, 
 Quedan senores del campo, 
 Que no hay con quien pelear.
 
 ORLANDO. 103 
 
 " That he made me, too, his Captain, 
 
 " And I did my duty well." 
 When the Moors heard this, what sorrow 
 
 On their troubl'd bosoms fell ! 
 
 Then apart awhile consulting, 
 
 They a valiant General chuse, 
 And with hardy speech their prisoners 
 
 To release from bonds refuse ; 
 
 And, to arms in concert flying, 
 
 Brave Orlando strive to slay ; 
 But his steed Rinaldo spurring, 
 
 Soon begins the bloody fray. 
 
 Nobly, too, Orlando battling 
 
 Deals round many a vengeful blow ; 
 
 Numbers ne'er appal the Chieftains, 
 Still they rush upon the foe. 
 
 First their captive friends releasing, 
 
 Arms the noble warriors sieze, 
 And, with manly courage fighting, 
 
 Wound and slaughter as they please. 
 
 Thus the field their valor clearing:, 
 
 O r 
 
 Soon the host le squadrons fly ; 
 When the Chiefs unite, no longer 
 They a single foe espy.
 
 104 1 DON ROLDAN. 
 
 Quando vido Donalda 
 A su esposo Don Roldan, 
 De gran placer que tenia 
 Comenzara de llorar. 
 
 Quando el Emperador supo 
 Todo la certinidad, 
 Salelos a recibir 
 Con mucha solemnidad. 
 
 Abrazaba a Don Reynaldos, 
 Abrazaba a Don Roldan, 
 Diciendo que tales dos 
 En el mundo no hay su par. 
 
 y de esta manera entraron 
 Con gran fiesta en la Ciudad.
 
 ORLANDO. 105 
 
 When Donalda clasp'd her hero, 
 
 Brave Orlando, in her arms, 
 All her soul with transport melting, 
 
 Long she wept with sweet alarms. 
 
 And the Emperor, high rejoicing 
 
 When the happy truth he knew, 
 With a noble train attending, 
 
 Tow'rds the gallant Chieftains drew. 
 
 Greeting these brave friends and warriors, 
 Scarce his praise expression found ; 
 
 " Not the world," he cry'd, " possesses 
 " Two such heroes so renown'd." 
 
 Thus with pomp the city ent'ring, 
 
 All the bells of Paris ring ; 
 Joy prevails in ev'ry quarter.; 
 
 Commons, Clergy, Court, and King.
 
 106 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 ROMANCE 
 
 DEL CONDE GRIMALTOS, 
 
 T BX 
 
 MONTESINOS. 
 
 PARTE PRIMERA. 
 
 MUCHAS veces le o\ decir, 
 Y a los antiguos contar, 
 Que ninguno por riqueza 
 No se debe de ensalzar ;
 
 COUNT GIUMWALD. 107 
 
 ANCIENT BALLAD 
 
 or 
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD, 
 
 AND 
 
 MONTESINOS. 
 
 PART I. 
 
 THIS Ballad is not mentioned in Con Quixote, but the 
 n-ame of Count Grimwald's son, Montesinos, is highly celebrated. 
 In the 5th chapter of the 3d volume the Knight visits the cave of 
 Montesinos, in LaMancha, and falls fast asleep within it; but, at liis 
 return, gives a wonderful account of his adventures. This is not the 
 only place where Charlemagne'sPeers have left their name*. In the 
 bay of Almeria, in Granada, there is a remarkable round pt omoiw 
 tory known by the name of the round table of Orlando. There 
 may be likewise other local memorials which have not come to 
 my knowledge. 
 
 OFTEN have I heard it notic'd, 
 And by sage experience told, 
 
 Pride doth not become the bosom, 
 Though possess'd of store of gold j
 
 108 EL CONDE GRIMALT0S. 
 
 Ni por pobreza que tenga, 
 Se debe nienospreciar. 
 
 Miren bien tomando exemplo, 
 Do buenos suelen mirar, 
 Que el Conde Don Grimaltos, 
 Que en Francia suelen llamar, 
 Que liege en Cortes del Rey, 
 Pequeno, y de poca edad. 
 
 Fue luego page del Rey, 
 Del mas secreto lugar, 
 Porque el era muy discrete, 
 Y de el se podia fiar. 
 
 Y desque de algunos tiempos, 
 Quando mas entr6 en edad, 
 Lo mand6 ser Camerero, 
 Y Secretario Real. 
 Y despues le di6 un Condado, 
 Por mayor honra le dar : 
 
 Y por darle mayor honra, 
 Y estado en Francia sin par, 
 Lo hizo Governador, 
 Que el Reyno pueda mandar, 
 
 Por su virtud, y nobleza, 
 Y grande esfuerzo sin par, 
 Le quiso tomar por bijo, 
 Y con su hija le casar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 109 
 
 And that poverty, though humble, 
 
 And the mail of lowly birth, 
 Should not be despis'd and counted 
 
 As a drug of little worth. 
 
 Let Count Grhnwald's fair example 
 
 Our reflection now engage, 
 At the Emperor's court arriving 
 
 Little, and of tender age. 
 
 First a private page of honor 
 
 By his royal master made, 
 And of ev'ry trust found worthy, 
 
 Trust that never was betray 'd. 
 
 Then his Chamberlain, and likewise 
 
 Royal Secretary nam'd ; 
 Next a Count's high title giv'n him, 
 
 Still for ev'ry virtue fam'd : 
 
 And, to do him greater honor, 
 
 And exalt his happy fate, 
 Regent of the Land appointed, 
 
 And high Counsellor of State. 
 
 Ev'ry station still became him ; 
 And his worthy conduct won 
 All the Emperor's love, who made him, 
 By a daughter's gift, his son.
 
 110 EL CONDE GRTMALTOS. 
 
 Celebraronse las fiestas, 
 Con placer, y sin pesar ; 
 Ya despues de algunos dias 
 De sus honras, y holgar, 
 
 El Rey le mando al Conde, 
 Que fuesse a governar, 
 Y poner cobro en las tierras 
 Que le fuera a encomendar. 
 
 Placeme, dixera el Conde, 
 Pues no se puede escusar. 
 
 Ya se ordena la partida, 
 Y el Rey'manda aparejar 
 Sus caballeros, y damas, 
 Para haverk de aconipanar. 
 
 Ya se parte el buen Conde, 
 Con la Condesa a la par, 
 Y caballeros, y damas, 
 Que no le quieren dexar. 
 
 Por la gran virtud del Conde 
 No se pueden apartar, 
 De Paris hasta Leon 
 Lo fueron a aconipanar
 
 , COUNT GRIMWALD. Ill 
 
 Many a fete with splendor holding, 
 
 All the Court resounded joy, 
 Till the day the Count was destin'd 
 
 To commence his high employ. 
 
 " Count," the Emperor cries, " to Lyons 
 " With the morrow's dawn you go, 
 
 " And the trust the State reposes 
 " By impartial justice shew. 
 
 " You shall rule that noble city ; 
 
 " Let your high discretion shine." 
 " Sire," reply'd the Count, " your pleasure, 
 
 " Your imperial will, is mine.*' 
 
 Then, yet more to shew his favor, 
 
 And his gen'rous love display, 
 Charlemagne commands his courtiers 
 
 To escort him on his way. 
 
 -From the Emperor's court departing, 
 See the Count and Countess bend ; 
 
 Lords, and princely Peers, and Nobles, 
 With a gallant train attend. 
 
 Such the high respect they bear them, 
 
 That to leave 'em each denies, 
 Till they see the Spires of Lyons 
 
 Midst its lovely champaign rise.
 
 112 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Buelvense para Paris, 
 Despues de placer tomar, 
 Las nuevas que dan al Rey, 
 
 Es descanso de escuchar. 
 
 De como rige a Leon 
 Y le tiene a su mandar, 
 Y el estado de su Alteza 
 Como lo hacia abatar. 
 
 De tales naevas el Rey 
 Gran placer fuera a tomar ; 
 No prosigo mas del Rey, 
 Sino que lo dexo estar. 
 
 Tornemos a Don Grimaltos, 
 Como empieza a governar, 
 Bien querido de los graudes, 
 Sin la Justicia negar. 
 
 Trata a todos de tal suerte 
 Que a ninguno da pesar. 
 
 Cinco anos el estuvo 
 Sin el buen Rey ir a hablar, 
 Ni del Conde a el ir quexas. 
 Ni de seutencia apclar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 113 
 
 Then, to Paris back returning, 
 This glad news the courtiers bring, 
 
 Brave Count Grimwald's safe arrival, 
 With his Countess, to the King ; 
 
 That fair Lyons, rich and happy, 
 Prosper'd hourly more and more, 
 
 And its royal master's glory 
 Ne'er was so upheld before. 
 
 With delight the Emperor listens, 
 
 Pleas'd his high deserts to feel, 
 And himself concern no longer 
 
 Gives for Lyon's happy weal. 
 
 Nobly he begins to govern, 
 
 Justice careful to dispense ; 
 To the poor he proves a guardian, 
 
 To the rich gives no offence. 
 
 Ne'er the widow nor the orphan 
 
 Tell their piteous tale in vain ; 
 Still he heeds the cry of sorrow, 
 
 Still he hears the poor complain. 
 
 Thus five years in honor spending, 
 
 Though to Court he never went ; 
 None for fresh decisions seeking, 
 
 Long he liv'd in sweet content. 
 
 VOL. i. I
 
 114 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Mas fortuna que es mudable, 
 Y no puede sossegar, 
 Quiso serle tan contraria, 
 Por su estado le quitar. 
 
 Fue, que el false Don Tomillas 
 Quiso en traycion tocar, 
 Rebolvi61e con el Rey, 
 Por mas le escandalizar. 
 
 Diciendole que su yerno 
 Se le quiere revelar, 
 Y que en Villas, y Ciudades 
 Sus armas hace pintar. 
 
 Y por Senor absoluto 
 1 se inanda intitular, 
 Y en las Villas, y Lugares, 
 Guarnicion quiere dexar. 
 
 Quando el Rey aquesto oyera, 
 Tuvo dello gran pesar, 
 Pensando en las mercedes 
 Que al Conde le fue a dan. 
 
 Solo por buenos servicios 
 Lo pusiera en tal lugar, 
 Y despues por galardon, 
 Tal traycion le ordenar ;
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 115 
 
 But the fickle wheel of fortune, 
 
 In a moment shifting round, 
 Dash'd his former cup of glory, 
 
 Unexpected, to the ground ; 
 
 For the traitor, false Tomillas, 
 
 Thus abus'd the royal ear, 
 To the king a scandal bearing, 
 
 That it griev'd him sore to hear. 
 
 His bold son-in-law, he whisper'd, 
 
 Had against his pow'r rebell'd, 
 And from ev'ry town and city 
 
 Soon his troops would beexpell'd. 
 
 O'er the gates his arms were sculptur'd, 
 
 Like a monarch's on the throne : 
 Lord he styl'd himself, and would be 
 
 Call'd a sov'reign Prince alone. 
 
 When the king heard this, his bosom 
 
 Was with cruel pain oppress'd ; 
 All the favors he had shewn him 
 
 Still revolving in his breast. 
 
 " What," cry'd he, " have I then plac'd him 
 
 " In a seat so rich and high, 
 " But to trample on my people, 
 
 " And iny royal pow'r defy ! 
 
 I 2
 
 116 EL CONDE GRIM ALTOS. 
 
 El ha determinado 
 De hacerle justiciar. 
 
 Dexemos lo de la corte, 
 Y al Conde quiero tornar, 
 Que estando con la Condcsa 
 Una noche a bel folgar. 
 
 Adurmi6se el buen Conde, 
 Recordara con pesar, 
 Las palabras que decia, 
 Son de dolor, y pesar. 
 
 Que te hice vil fortuna, 
 Porque te quieras mudar, 
 Y quitarme de mi silla, 
 En que el Rev me fue a sentar. 
 
 For falsedad de traydores 
 Causarme tanto de mal, 
 Que segun yo creo, y pienso 
 No lo puede otro causar. 
 
 A las voces que da el Conde 
 Su muger fue a despartar ; 
 Recordo muy espantada 
 De verle assi hablar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 117 
 
 " He shall find it wrong to trifle 
 
 " With the honor of my crown, 
 ' For the hand aloft that rais'd him 
 
 " Can as shortly pluck him down." 
 
 Little of this mischief doubting, 
 
 Still the Count his station kept, 
 Never ought his temper ruffling, 
 
 Till one night he soundly slept; 
 
 Slept beside his lovely Countess, 
 When a dream oppress'd his heart, 
 
 And, his voice an utt'rance finding, 
 Did his terrors thus impart : 
 
 " Cruel fortune ! why so changeful 7 
 
 " Why so ill thy victim treat 7 
 " Why by a reverse disgraceful 
 
 " Cast me from my regal seat 7 
 
 " Traitors, that I ne'er offended, 
 
 " Falsely have my truth accus'd ; 
 " And, alas ! my Lord and Sov'reign 
 
 " Is, by their deceit, abus'd !" 
 
 Loud he groans ; the Countess wakes him, 
 " Ah ! my Lord," she cries, " what mean 
 
 " Tiiese sad words 7 Your mind is labouring 
 " In some strange, unhappy ?cene.
 
 11* EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Y hacer lo que no solia, 
 Y de condicion inudar. 
 Que haveis mi Senor el Conde, 
 En que podeis vos pensar ? 
 
 No pienso en otro, Senora, 
 Sino en cosa de pesar, 
 Porque un triste, y raal sueno 
 Alterado me hace estar. 
 
 Aunque en ellos no fiemos, 
 No si a que parte lo echar ; 
 Que parecia muy cierto, 
 Que vi una aguila volar. 
 
 Siete halcones tras ella 
 Mai aquexandola van, 
 Y ella por guardarse dellos 
 Retrujoseami Ciudad. 
 
 Encima de una alta torre, 
 Alii se fuera a sentar, 
 Por eFpico echaba fuego, 
 Por las alas alquitran. 
 
 El fuego que della sale 
 La ciudad hace queniar, 
 A mi quemaba las barbas, 
 Y a vos quemaba el brial.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 119 
 
 " Ne'er in this wild fashion have I 
 
 " Heard you cry and talk before : 
 " Tell me, then, what cruel terrors 
 
 " Hard upon your fancy bore 1" 
 
 " Gentle Countess, I was dreaming, 
 " And the dream my soul distress'd ; 
 
 " Grief wrung hard, and thus I utter'd 
 " Those sad accents from my breast. 
 
 " But all dreams are false and fruitless, 
 
 " Each vain terror 1 defy ; 
 " Though indeed I saw an eagle 
 
 " Tow'ring in the air on high ; 
 
 " And seven falcons close behind him 
 " Vex'd with taunts the noble bird ; 
 
 " Though he scorn'd their noisy clamour, 
 " Still with grief their mocks he heard. 
 
 " And for refuge to our city 
 
 " Flying to a lofty spire, 
 " From his beak the black pitch issu'd, 
 
 " From his wings consuming fire. 
 
 " And the flames destroy 'd fair Lyons ; 
 
 " Swift from street to street they flew ; 
 " All my hair and beard close singeing, 
 
 " And your lovely visage too.
 
 120 EL CONDE GRIMAtTOS. 
 
 Cierto tal sueno como este 
 No-puedesersino mal. 
 Esta es la causa, Condesa, 
 Que me sentistes quexar. 
 Bien lo mereceis, buen Conde, 
 Si dellos os viene algun mal, 
 Que bien ha los cinco anos 
 Que en corte no os ven estar. 
 Y sabeis vos el Coude, 
 Quien alii os quiere mal. 
 Que es el traydor de Tomillas, 
 Que no suele reposar, 
 Y no lo tengo a inucho 
 Que ordene alguna maid ad. 
 Mas Senor si me creeis, 
 Manana antes de yantar 
 Mandad hacer un pregon 
 Por toda essa Ciudad, 
 Que vengan los Caballeros, 
 Que estan a vuestro mandar> 
 Y por todas vuestras tierras, 
 Tambien los mandeis llamar, 
 Para una Jornada cierta, 
 Todos se bayan de juntar. 
 Desque todos esten juntos, 
 Decirles heis la verdad, 
 Que quereis ir a Paris, 
 Para con el Rey hablar ;
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 121 
 
 " Surely such a dream, so dreadful, 
 
 " Evil can forebode aloue ! 
 " And for this, with horror trembling, 
 
 " In my sleep you heard me groan." 
 
 " Count, indeed the world may blame you," 
 
 Thus his gentle lady cry'd ; 
 " Five long years to Court ne'er bending, 
 
 " Careless here you still abide. 
 
 " And of this advantage taking, 
 
 " Has perchance Tomillas told 
 " To our Sov'reign some feign'd story, 
 
 " And his love now waxes cold. 
 
 " Long your foe some secret mischief 
 
 " In revenge his heart intends ; 
 " Good, my Lord, then deign to listen, 
 
 " Summon all your worthy friends ; 
 
 " Round an invitation sending 
 
 " At your palace to appear, 
 " And, some early day appointing, 
 
 " Give them all a welcome here. 
 
 " Then amidst the full assembly 
 
 " Gently open your design, 
 " That you mean to see fair Paris, 
 
 " And at Court with splendor shine.
 
 EL CONE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Y que se aperciban todos 
 Para en tal caso os honrar, 
 Segun clellos sois querido 
 Creo no os podra faltar. 
 
 Irosheis con todos ellos 
 A Paris essa Ciudad, 
 Besareis la mano al Rey, 
 Como la soleis besar ; 
 Y entonces sabreis, Senor, 
 Lo que el os quiere mandar ; 
 Que si enqjo de vos tiene, 
 Luego os lo demostrara, 
 Y viendo vuestra venida^ 
 Bien se le podra quitar. 
 
 Placeme, dixo, Senora, 
 Vuestro consejo toniar. 
 Partese el Conde Grimaltos 
 A Paris essa Ciudad, 
 
 Con todos sus caballeros, 
 Y otros que el pudo juntar. 
 Desque fue cerca Paris, 
 Bien quince millas, 6 mas, 
 
 Mand6 parar a su gente, 
 Sus tiendas mando plantar, 
 Hizo aposentar los suyos, 
 Cada qual en su lugar.
 
 COUNT ORIMWALD. 123 
 
 " Tell them much they'll do you honor 
 
 " By attending in your train ; 
 " And, believe me, scarce a Noble 
 
 " From pure friendship will refrain. 
 
 " Then to distant Paris journey, 
 
 " Where your duty bids you go ; 
 " Kiss the Emperor's hand, and shortly 
 
 " All his royal pleasure know. 
 
 " Thus, if anger grieves his bosom, 
 " You will know the cause ere long, 
 
 " And the King, your zeal perceiving, 
 " Will acquit your heart of wrong." 
 
 '? Countess, wise indeed you've spoken, 
 " And the counsel strait I'll take." 
 
 All the Nobles then he summon'd, 
 In his journey speed to make. 
 
 From fair Lyons then departing, 
 To the Emperor's Court they bend, 
 
 With them many a Noble riding, 
 Many a brave and gallant friend. 
 
 When the Count drew near to Paris, 
 
 Miles fifteen, or little more, 
 There he pitch'd his tents, dispatching 
 
 Letters of respect before.
 
 124 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Luego el Rey del huvo cartas, 
 Respuesta no quiso dar. 
 Quando el Conde aquesto vido 
 En Paris se fue a entrar, 
 
 Fuerase para el Palacio, 
 Dode el Rey solia estar, 
 Saludu a todos los Grandes, 
 La mano al Rey fue a besar. 
 El Rey de muy enqjado, 
 Nunca se la quiso dar, 
 Antes mas le amenazaba 
 Por su sobrado osar, 
 Haviendo hecho tal trayciott 
 En Parts osasse entrar. 
 Jurando, que por su vida 
 Se debia maravillar, 
 Como vista la presente 
 No lo hacia degollar. 
 
 Y si no huviera mirado 
 Su hija no deshonrar, 
 Que antes que el dia passara 
 Lo biciera justiciar. 
 
 Mas por dur a el castigo, 
 Y a otros escarmentar, 
 Le mando salir del Reyno, 
 Y que en el no pueda estar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 125 
 
 But though with respect he sent them, 
 
 Yet the King deign'd no reply : 
 Griev'd the noble Count perceiv'd it, 
 
 Since he knew no motive why. 
 
 But with speed to Paris bending, 
 
 In the royal Court he stands ; 
 First salutes the Peers, requesting 
 
 Then to kiss the Emperor's hands. 
 
 But the King, enrag'd, withheld them, 
 
 And his hardy boldness blam'd ; 
 " How he dar'd to visit Paris !" 
 
 In high wrath his voice exclaim 'd ; 
 
 Swearing that it much inclin'd him 
 
 Off to take his guilty head ; 
 That it would be barely justice. 
 
 And for other traitors' dread. 
 
 But that 't would disgrace his daughter. 
 For whose sake, and whose alone, 
 
 He would not assert the honor 
 Of his highly injur'd throne. 
 
 Yet least others might, presuming, 
 
 On his clemency rely, 
 From the peaceful kingdom banish'd, 
 
 He must thence for ever fly.
 
 126 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS 
 
 Plazo le dan de tres dias, 
 Para el Reyno vaciar ; 
 Y el destierro es desta suerte, 
 Que gente no ha de llevar, 
 Caballeros, ni criados, 
 No le hayan de acompanar. 
 
 Ni lleve caballo, 6 mula, 
 En que puede cavalgar ; 
 Moneda de plata, y oro, 
 Dexe, y aun la de metal. 
 
 Quando el Conde esto oyera, 
 Ved qual podia estar, 
 Con voz alta, y rigorosa, 
 Cercado de gran pesar, 
 Como hombre desesperado, 
 Tal respuesta le fue a dar. 
 
 For desterrarme tu Alteza, 
 Consiento en mi desterrar, 
 Mas quien de ml tal ha cliche, 
 Miente, y no dice verdad. 
 
 Que nunca hice traycion, 
 Ni pense en maldad usar ; 
 Mas si Dios me da la vida, 
 Yo hare ver la verdad.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 127 
 
 Three short days the King allows him ; 
 
 If the fourth he finds him stay, 
 For his disobediencejustly 
 
 Shall his life the forfeit pay. 
 
 And so harsh were the conditions 
 
 Of this fatal sentence made, 
 Friend or servant to attend him 
 
 On his way the King forbade. 
 
 Neither steed nor mule allows him, 
 
 Not the poorest beast to ride ; 
 Neither money for his service 
 
 In his journey to provide. 
 
 To this stern decree attending, 
 
 Grief his manly bosom wrung, 
 And these words, in anguish breathing, 
 
 Fell impatient from his tongue : 
 
 " Not this banishment afflicts me ; 
 
 " Well I may the sentence bear ; 
 " But that you should think me guilty, 
 
 *' Drives me, drives me to despair. 
 
 " Ne'er have I imagin'd treason 
 
 " 'Gainst my sacred Lord and King ; 
 
 " And, if God my life shall spare me, 
 " Time the truth to light shall bring."
 
 128 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Ya se sale de Palacio 
 Con doloroso pesar, 
 Fuese a casa de Oliveros, 
 Y alii hallo a Don Roldan. 
 
 Contabales las palabras 
 Que con el Rey fue a passar, 
 Despidiendose hasta de ellos, 
 Pues les dixo la verdad. 
 
 Jurando que nunca en Francia 
 Lo verian assomar, 
 Hasta que punido fuesse 
 Quien tal cosa fue a ordcnar. 
 
 Ya se despedia dellos, 
 Por Paris comienza a andar, 
 Despidiendose de todos 
 Con quien solia conversar. 
 Despididse de Baldovinos, 
 Y del Romano Fincan, 
 Y del Gaston Angeleros, 
 Y del viejo Don Belt ran. 
 Y del Duque Don Estolfo, 
 De Malgesi otro que tal, 
 Y de aquel solo invencible 
 Reynaldos de Montalvan ; 
 Y& se despide de todos 
 Para su viage toniar, 
 La Condesa fue avisada, 
 No tardd en Paris entrar.
 
 COUNT ORIMWALD. 
 
 From the presence then departing, 
 Sadly bent he o'er the ground, 
 
 And in Oliveros' palace 
 
 Valiant Count Orlando found. 
 
 To those friends he then repeated 
 All the angry Emperor said ; 
 
 Ev'ry deep affront unbosom'd, 
 Ev'ry cruel wrong displa/d ; 
 
 Vowing they should never see him 
 In the fields of France again, 
 
 Till he'd ample vengeance taken 
 On the author of his pain. 
 
 Pressing then their hands most kindly 
 Through the city streets he bends, 
 
 Leave of ev'ry Noble taking 
 
 Long he'd number'd with his friends. 
 
 Baldwin, and Romano Fincan, 
 
 Gaston Angeleros too ; 
 Old Count Bertram, Duke Estolfo, 
 
 Malgesi he bids adieu. 
 
 Last Rinaldo of Montalban : 
 Then disconsolate he goes, 
 
 Whilst the Countess flies to Paris, 
 When the fatal tale she knows. 
 
 VOL. i. K
 
 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Derecha fuc para el Rev, 
 Sin con el Conde hablar, 
 Diciendo, que de su Alteza 
 Se queria.maravillar. 
 
 Como ei buen Gonde Grimaltos 
 Lo quisiesse assi tratar, 
 Que sus obras nunca ban sido 
 De tan mal galardonar. 
 
 Y que suplica a su Alteza, 
 Que en ello mande mirar, 
 Y si el Conde no es culpado, 
 Que al traydor haga pagar. 
 
 Lo que el Conde no merecia 
 Si aquesse fuesse verdad, 
 Y assi sera castigado 
 Quien lo tal fue & ordenar. 
 
 Quando el Key aquesto oyera, 
 Luego la mand6 callar, 
 Diciendo, que si mal habla, 
 Como a el la ha de tratar. 
 Y que le es muy escusado 
 For el Conde le rogar, 
 Quien por traydor ruega, 
 Traydor se puede llamar. 
 La Condesa que esto oyera, 
 Llorando con gran pesar,
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 131 
 
 To the palace quick ascending, 
 Ere she does Count Grimwald seek, 
 
 And, before her father bending, 
 Thus he hears her firmly speak : 
 
 " O my Lord ! what fatal story 
 
 " Hath deceiv'd your royal ear ? 
 " What harsh sentence must your daughter 
 
 " 'Gainst her noble husband hear ? 
 
 " Let your Highness, I beseech you, 
 
 " Timely to the treason see, 
 " And, if no way found transgressing, 
 
 " Then reverse the stern decree. 
 
 " Punish too the wicked traitor 
 
 *' Who hath this vile falsehood told." 
 
 But with angry look the Emperor 
 Did the weeping fair behold. 
 
 " Silence !" cries he ; " 'tis presumption 
 
 " To defend a traitor's cause ! 
 " Well he merits this chastisement 
 
 " Who offends his sov'reign's laws ! 
 
 " Traitors only plead for traitors !" 
 
 Griev'd the lovely Countess hears, 
 And, her eyes with tears o'erflowing, 
 
 In his sight no more appears. 
 
 K2
 
 132 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Desciend6se del palacio, 
 Para el Conde ir a buscar. 
 Viendose ya con el Conde 
 Se Ileg6 a le abrazar. 
 Lo que el uno y otro dicen, 
 Lastima era de escuchar. 
 Esto es el descanso Conde 
 Que me aviades de dar ; 
 No pense que mis placeres 
 Tan poco havian de durar. 
 Mas en ver que sin razon, 
 Por placer nos dan pesar, 
 Quiero que quando vais Conde 
 Quenta della sepais dar. 
 
 Yo os demando una merced, 
 No me la querais negar, 
 Porque quando nos casamos 
 Arras me haviades de dar. 
 Yo nunca las he havido, 
 Ann las tengo de cobrar, 
 Ahora es tiempo, buen Conde, 
 De haverlas de demandar, 
 
 Escusado es la Condesa 
 Esso aora demandar, 
 Porque jamas tuvo cosa 
 Fuera de vuestro mandar. 
 Que quanto vos demandeia, 
 Por mi fee de lo otorgar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 133 
 
 From the palace then departing, 
 
 Her dear Lord again she join'd, 
 And, a tender kiss bestowing, 
 
 Thus reliev'd her aching mind : 
 
 " Ah ! my Lord, is this the pleasure 
 
 " Once we fancy'd to enjoy 1 
 " Little did I think what evils 
 
 " Would our pronn's'd bliss destroy ! 
 
 " In what scenes shall your fond Countess 
 
 " Find a solace for her grief, 
 " When she knows how much you suffer, 
 
 " Hopeless of a kind relief] 
 
 " One sole favor will I ask you, 
 
 " .Happy then we yet may live : 
 " Oh ! remember, what the dowry 
 
 " To your wife you swore to give. 
 
 " But till now I never claim'd it, 
 " Though full well your love I know." 
 
 " Speak," cry'd he ; " oh ! speak, my Countess ; 
 " What your pleasure plainly shew. 
 
 " All we freely shar'd together, 
 
 " No fond suit did I deny ; 
 " And what yet remains to grant you 
 
 " With delight will I comply."
 
 134" EL CONDE GRllVfALTOS. 
 
 Es, Senor, que donde fuereis 
 Con vos me ayais de llevar. 
 For la fe que yo os he dado 
 N<* se os puede negar. 
 
 Mas de las penas que siento 
 Esta es la mas principal, 
 Porque perderme yo solo, 
 Al perder Hainan ganar. 
 
 Y en perderos vos, Senora, 
 Es perder sin mas cobrar ; 
 Mas pues assi lo querais, 
 No lo queramos dilatar. 
 
 Mucho me pesa, Condesa, 
 Porque no podeis andar, 
 Que siendo nifia, y preiiada, 
 Podiades peligrar. 
 
 Mas, pues, fortuna lo quiere, 
 Recibidlo sin pesar, 
 Que los corazones fuertes 
 Se muestran en tal lugar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 135 
 
 " Take me then, my Lord, oh ! take me ; 
 
 " Leave me not forlorn behind ! 
 " You have pledg'd your honor ; can you 
 
 " Words so lately said unbind V 
 
 " Of my sorrows," cry'd Count Grimwald, 
 
 " This indeed the chief of all, 
 " That on you this fatal sentence, 
 
 " Not on me alone, must fall ; 
 
 " For in losing you, my dearest, 
 
 " Sorely I the loss shall feel ; 
 " What no time, no hope, no pleasure, 
 
 " No sweet rned'cine, e'er can heal. 
 
 " Oh ! believe me, never can you 
 " This rude toilsome journey bear ; 
 
 " Young, and in a state that ever 
 " Claims a husband's tend'rest care. 
 
 " Oft, indeed, I know the weakest, 
 " When true courage tires the breast, 
 
 " Can sustain a thousand evils, 
 
 " When by cruel wrongs oppress'd. 
 
 " Come then, if with me disdaining 
 
 " Ev'ry secret treach'rous foe, 
 " You will tempt rude scenes of danger, 
 
 " And to distant regions go."
 
 136 EL CONDE GBIMALTOS. 
 
 Tomanse mano por mano, 
 Salense de la Ciudad ; 
 Con ellossale Oliveros, 
 Y esse Paladin Roldan. 
 
 Tambien el Dardin Dardena, 
 
 y esse Romano Fincan, 
 
 Y esse Gaston Angeleros, 
 
 Y el fuerte Merian. 
 
 Con ellos va Don Reynaldos, 
 
 Y Baldovinos el galan, 
 
 Y esse Duque Don Estolfo, 
 
 Y Malgesi otro que tal. 
 
 Las duenas, y las doncellas, 
 
 Tambien con ellos se van ; 
 
 Cinco n lit las de Paris 
 
 Los huvieron de dexar : 
 
 El Conde, y la Condesa solos, 
 
 Triste se havian de quedar. 
 
 Quando partir, se tenian, 
 
 No se podian hablar, 
 
 Llora el Conde, y la Condesa, 
 
 Sin nadie les consular, 
 
 Porque no hai grande, ni chico, 
 Que estuviesse sin llorar, 
 Pues las danias, y doncellas, 
 Que alii buvieron de llegar,
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 137 
 
 Hand in hand, then, from the city 
 
 See the pair in sorrow bend ; 
 With them sallies many a Chieftain, 
 
 Many an ancient worthy friend. 
 
 Count Orlando, Oliveros, 
 
 Fincan, and Dardena too, 
 Angeleros, and Rinaldo, 
 
 Pay them ev'ry honor due. 
 
 Gallant Baldwin, Duke Estolfo, 
 And the brave Prince Merian came ; 
 
 Many a sweet and lovely damsel, 
 Many a courteous noble dame. 
 
 Two leagues from the royal city 
 
 They escort them on their way, 
 Then, the mourning pair embracing, 
 
 Leave with deep regret to stray. 
 
 But, whilst they depart to wander, 
 Not a word their lips could speak, 
 
 Though they press'd their hands, and, sighing, 
 Wept as if their hearts would break. 
 
 Gentle dames and lovely damsels, 
 
 Pierc'd with bitter anguish, cry, 
 Not among them all remaining 
 
 Free from tears a pitying eye.
 
 13S. EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Ilacen ilantos tan estranos, 
 Que no los osso con tar, 
 Porque mientras pieuso en ello 
 Nunca me puedo alegrar. 
 
 Mas el Conde, y la Condesa, 
 Vanse sin nada hablar. 
 Los otros caen en tierra 
 Con la sobra del pesar. 
 Otros crecen mas sus lloros, 
 Viendo quan triste se van. 
 Dexo de los caballeros, 
 Que a Paris quieren tornar, 
 Buelvo al Conde, y la Condesa, 
 Que van con gran solemnidad, 
 Por los yermos, y aspereza, 
 Do gente no suele andar. 
 Llegado el tercero dia 
 En un aspero buscage, 
 La Condesa de cansada 
 Triste no podia andar. 
 Rasgaronse sus xervillas, 
 No tienen y& que calzar 
 De la aspereza del monte, 
 Los pies no podia alzar, 
 Do quiera que el pie ponia 
 Bien quedaba la senal. 
 Quando el Conde aquesto vido 
 Queriendola consolar, 
 Con gesto muy amoroso 
 Le comenzo de hablar.
 
 COUNT ORIMWALD. 139 
 
 E'en the bard that tells their story 
 
 Feels deep sorrow rend his heart, 
 Thus forlorn to see them wander, 
 
 Forc'd from ev'ry friend to part. 
 
 Thus the Count and Countess sadly 
 
 Turn their wretched steps along, 
 Whilst their friends in mournful silence 
 
 Still lament the cruel wrong. 
 
 Back to Paris bend the Nobles, 
 
 Whilst the hapless pair pursue 
 Night and day their path o'er mountains 
 
 That no footstep ever knew. 
 
 Wand'ring on the third day, weary, 
 
 To a forest rude and wild, 
 Scarce the Countess through the brambles 
 
 On her painful journey toil'd. 
 
 Wounded by the flints and bushes, 
 Both her feet were stain'd with gore ; 
 
 Ev'ry step she trod, the herbage 
 Tracks of deepest crimson bore. 
 
 When the wretched Count perceiv'd it, 
 Thus he strove his spouse to cheer, 
 
 Words of gentle pity breathing, 
 
 That she yet might comfort hear :
 
 140 EL CONDE GUIMALTOS. 
 
 No desmayedes Condesa, 
 Mi bien querais esforzar, 
 Que aqui esta una fresca fuente, 
 Do el agua muy friaesta. 
 
 Resposaremos Condesa, 
 Y podremos refrescar. 
 
 La Condesa que esto oyera, 
 Algo el passo fue alargar, 
 Y en llegando a la fnente, 
 Las rodillas fue b hincar. 
 Dio gracias ^ Dios del cielo, 
 Quf. la truxo en tal lugar, 
 Diciendo, buen agua es esta 
 Para quien tuviesse pan. 
 
 Estando en estas razones 
 El parto le fue a tomar, 
 Y alii pariera un hijo, 
 Que es lastima de mirar, 
 La pobreza en que se hallan, 
 Sin poderve remediar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 141 
 
 " Still, my love, the gen'rous firmness 
 
 " Of your noble heart display ; 
 " Lo ! where yonder springs a fountain 
 
 " To refresh us on our way : 
 
 " There awhile your limbs reposing, 
 " Shall their wonted strength regain ; 
 
 " Strive, then, for so short a distance 
 " Still to bear this toilsome pain." 
 
 Some few rays of comfort cheer'd her 
 
 To the fountain when she came ; 
 Thanks upon her knees she utter'd, 
 
 Praising still her Maker's name. 
 
 " Fresh," she cry'd, " and sweet the water J 
 " Had we but some bread to eat, 
 
 " This delicious draught would truly 
 *' Be a highly welcome treat !" 
 
 In these accents faintly speaking, 
 
 Pains of labour fast begun, 
 And it pleas'd kind Heav'n in safety 
 
 To bestow her first-born son. 
 
 Oh ! what cruel grief and horror 
 
 Such severe distress to see ! 
 Far from help, from comfort distant. 
 
 In keen want and misery !
 
 142 EL CONDE GRIM ALTOS. 
 
 El Conde quando vi6 el hijo, 
 Comenzose de esforzar, 
 Con el sayo que traia, 
 Al nino fuera a abrigar. 
 
 Tambien se quit6 la capa, 
 For la madre cobijar ; 
 La Condesa tomo el bijo, 
 Par darle de mamar. 
 
 El Conde estaba pensando 
 Qufe reraedio le buscar, 
 Que pan, ni vino no tienen 
 Ni cosa de que passar. 
 
 La Condesa con el parto 
 No se puede levantar, 
 Tomola el Conde en los brazos 
 Sin ella el nino dexar. 
 
 Subelos en una alta sierra, 
 Para mas lexos mirar, 
 En unas brenas muy hondas 
 Grande hunio vi6 estar. 
 
 Tom6 su niuger, y hijo, 
 Para alia les fue a llevar, 
 Entrando en la espesura 
 Luego al encuentro le sale
 
 COUNT GR1MWALD. 143 
 
 When the Count, with anguish wringing, 
 
 Did his infant son behold, 
 Oft he pluck'd his coat to shield him 
 
 From the bitter piercing cold : 
 
 Wrapp'd his cloak, too, round the mother, 
 Whilst the tender babe she press'd, 
 
 Heav'n at this sad hour had giv'n her, 
 To relieve her yearning breast. 
 
 All the time the Count was musing 
 
 Where he might procure relief, 
 Bread, nor wine, nor ought possessing, 
 
 Sore his heart was torn with grief. 
 
 Weak and faint, no more the Countess 
 
 Could her toilsome way pursue, 
 But between his arms he bore her, 
 
 And her pretty infant too. 
 
 To a lofty hill ascending, 
 
 All about he cast his eye, 
 And beneath within the valley 
 
 Chanc'd a rising smoke to spy. 
 
 Tow'rds the smoke his steps directing, 
 
 Bearing his lov'd burden still, 
 When he came, with deep amazement. 
 
 Did his sight a hermit fill :
 
 144 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Un virtuoso Hermitano 
 Dereverencia muygrande. 
 El Hermitano que los vido 
 Comenzoles de hablar. 
 
 O valgame Dios del cielo, 
 Quien aqui os fue a portar ? 
 Porque en tierra tan estrana, 
 Gente 110 suele habitar, 
 
 Sino yo por periitencia, 
 Hago vida en esta valle. 
 El Conde le respondi6 
 Con angustia y con pesar. 
 
 Por Dios te ruego Hermitano, 
 Que uses de caridad. 
 Que despueo havremos tiempo 
 De como vengo a contar. 
 
 Mas para esta triste duena 
 Dame que la pueda dar, 
 Que tres dias con sus noches 
 Ha que no ha comido pan. 
 Que all& en essa fuente fria 
 El parto le fue a tomar. 
 
 El Hermitano que esto oyera 
 Movido de piedad, 
 Llevoles para la Hermita 
 Do el solia habitar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 
 
 From a thicket, who advancing 
 
 Met the fond dejected pair, 
 And, a rev'rend look possessing, 
 
 Spoke with kind and friendly air : 
 
 " Heav'n preserve me ! what could lead you 
 
 " To this wild deserted place, 
 " Where no mortal holds his dwelling, 
 
 " Void of all the human race, 
 
 " Save myself, through painful penance 
 " In these gloomy precincts found T 
 
 Thus the Count his questions answer'd, 
 While he felt grief's keenest wound : 
 
 " Oh ! for God's sake, Hermit, let me 
 
 " Charity's kind aid request, 
 " And, when time permits, I'll tell you 
 
 " Why you see us so distress'd. 
 
 " But this poor unhappy lady 
 
 " With your choicest morsels treat, 
 
 " For three days and nights we wander, 
 " And have nothing found to eat. 
 
 " Yet the pangs of child-birth seiz'd her 
 " By yon pleasant fountain's side ; 
 
 " Heav'n itself with strength sustained her, 
 " Or she there had surely died." 
 
 VOL. i. L
 
 146 > CONDE ORIMALTOS. 
 
 Di61es del pan que tenia 
 Y agua, que vino no hay : 
 Recobr6 algo la Condesa 
 De su flaqueza muy grande. 
 
 Alii le rog6 el Conde 
 Quiera al nino bautizar ; 
 Placeme dixo de grado, 
 Mas como le llamaran. 
 
 Como quisieredes padre 
 El nombre le podreis dar ; 
 Pues nacid en asperos montes, 
 Montesinos le diran. 
 
 Passando y viniendo dias, 
 Todos vida santa hacen ; 
 Bien passaron quince anos, 
 Que el Conde de alii no parte. 
 
 Mucho trabaj6 el buen Conde 
 En haverle de enseiiar, 
 A su bijo Montesinos 
 Todo el arte militar ; 
 
 Como ha de jugar las armas, 
 Y que honra ha de ganar, 
 El inirar bien el enojo 
 Que su padre le fue a dar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 147 
 
 When the Hermit heard this story, 
 
 Pity for their woes he felt, 
 And towards his cell he led them, 
 
 Where in happy peace he dwelt ; 
 
 Bread and water sat before them, 
 
 Wine he had not to bestow ; 
 Still the Countess fast recover'd 
 
 From the thrilling pangs of woe. 
 
 Then the good Count begs the Hermit 
 
 Will his infant son baptize : 
 " What the name you wish to give him, 
 
 " Gentle wand'rers?" he replies. 
 
 " M ontesinos let us call him 
 
 " For, in mountains rude and wild, 
 
 " Heav'n was pleas'd, in tender mercy, 
 " To bestow our first-born child." 
 
 Days were come, and days were over, 
 
 Whilst a tranquil life they led 
 Fifteen tedious years, nor ever 
 
 From the lonely forest stray'd. 
 
 To instruct young Montesinos 
 
 Sooth'd his noble father's heart ; 
 With delight he strives to teach him 
 
 All the valiant soldier's art ; 
 
 L2
 
 143 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Muestrale leer, y escribir, ' 
 Lo que le puede mostrar ; 
 Muestralejugara tablas, 
 Y cebar un gavilan. 
 
 A veinte y quatro de Junio, 
 Dia era de San Juan, 
 Padre y hijo passeando 
 De la Hermita se van. 
 
 Encima de una alta sierra 
 Se suben a razonar, 
 Quando en alto se vido, 
 Vi6 & Paris la gran ciudad. 
 
 Tom6 al hijo por la mano, 
 Comenzole de hablar, 
 Con lagrimas y sollozos 
 No dexa de suspirar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. l'4p 
 
 What bright honor it became him 
 
 To achieve in well fought fields, 
 Marking in his son the pleasure 
 
 Tale of glorious battle yields. 
 
 Then to read and write he shew'd him, 
 
 And the jav'lin high to poise ; 
 As his son instruction gathers, 
 
 Hourly reaps he fairer joys. 
 
 E'en at chess- too did he teach him 
 
 Ev'ry skilful move to know, 
 That his son, each science learning, 
 
 Might no awkward ign'rance shew. 
 
 June it was the four and twentieth, 
 
 On St. John's auspicious day, 
 When the valiant son and father 
 
 From the cell pursu'd their way ; 
 
 To a lofty mountain bending, 
 
 Where the eye might Paris reach ; 
 When the Count afar beheld it, 
 
 Thus did he begin his speech : 
 
 By the hand his brave son taking, 
 
 Breathing forth a tender sigh, 
 Whilst, with recollection streaming, 
 
 Tears bedew'd his glisl'ning eye : -
 
 150 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 ROMANCE 
 
 PE LA 
 
 MISMA HISTORIA, 
 
 PARTE II. 
 
 CAT A Francia Montesinos 
 Cata Paris la cuidad, 
 Cata palacio del Rey 
 Tu abuelo natural. 
 
 Cata tu casa Don Tomillas 
 Mi enemigo mortal, 
 Que por la su mala lengua. 
 Me mandaron desterrar. 
 
 Do he passado k causa desto 
 Mucha sed, calor y bambre, 
 Aguas, nieves, y ventiscos, 
 Por estos asperos valles. 
 
 Tu madre te pario en ana fuente, 
 Sin tener en que te echar. 
 Yo triste quite mi sayo, 
 Por poderte cobijar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 151 
 
 THE 
 
 ANCIENT BALLAD 
 
 or 
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD, 
 
 AND 
 
 MONTESINOS. 
 
 PART II. 
 
 " LOOK at France, brave Montesinos ; 
 
 " Look at Paris so renown'd ; 
 " At the palace, where the Emperor 
 
 " Sits with royal splendor crown'd. 
 
 " Look where false Tomillas, also, 
 " My base foe, maintains his pow'r, 
 
 " Through whose perfidy I suffer'd 
 " Dire distress in evil hour. 
 
 " By his wicked counsels banish'd, 
 " Thirst and hunger, cold and heat, 
 
 " Rain and winds, and cruel tempests, 
 " Did we in these mountains meet. 
 
 " By a fountain side your mother, 
 " In affliction, brought you forth ; 
 
 " Nought except my vest to shield you 
 " At the moment of your birth.
 
 152 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Otras mil angustias tristes, 
 Que yo no quiero contar. 
 El traydor Don Tomilias, 
 Todo esto fue a ordenar : 
 Mas si Dios me diesse vida, 
 Yo lo entiendo de vengar. 
 
 Montesinos que esto oyera 
 A sue padre fue a mirar, 
 Las rodillas puso en tierra, 
 Por la mano le besar. 
 
 Pidi6 le diesse licencia, 
 Que a Paris quiere llegar, 
 Porque havia oido decir 
 Que sueldo acostumbran dar 
 A los buenos caballeros 
 Que lo quisiessen tomar. 
 
 Por esso os ruego seiior, 
 Do ello no tomeis pesar, 
 Que si sueldo del Rey toino, 
 Todo se podra vengar. 
 Viendo el Conde su deseo 
 La benedicion le fue a dar ;
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 15$ 
 
 " E'en a thousand keener miseries, 
 " More than tongue can well relate, 
 
 *' Vile Tomillas has engender'tl, 
 " Through his never-ceasing hate. 
 
 " But I vow'd, and sure as Heaveu 
 
 " Gives me life, my wicked foe, 
 " Ere another year hath circl'd, 
 
 " Shall my fiery vengeance know." 
 
 To his noble father turning, 
 
 Montesinos lowly bent, 
 And, his hand in duty kissing, 
 
 Thus proclaim'd his heart's intent : 
 
 " Sire, your kind permission give me 
 
 " Tow'rds yon city to depart, 
 " And no longer let vexation 
 
 " Prey upon your gen'rous heart. 
 
 " I have heard that valiant soldiers 
 " From their sov'reign pay receive, 
 
 " And, if I become a soldier, 
 
 " Let not that your bosom grieve ; 
 
 " For I will assert your honor, 
 " And abundant vengeance take : 
 
 " Father, then bestow your blessing ; 
 " Give it for that honor's sake !"
 
 154 EL CONDE GRIMAtTOS. 
 
 Partiendose Montesinos, 
 A su padre fue a rogar, 
 Que haya por encomendada 
 A la Condesa su madre, 
 Y de su parte le diga, 
 Que a Tomillas va a buscar. 
 Placeme dixera el Conde, 
 Hijo por te contentar. 
 
 Ya se parte Montesinos 
 Para en Paris entrar, 
 Y en entrando por las puertas, 
 Luego quiso preguntar, 
 Por los palacios del Rey, 
 Que se los quieran mostrar. 
 Los que se lo oyen decir 
 De el se empiezan de burlar. 
 Viendole tan mal vestido 
 Pieusan que es loco, 6 truan. 
 
 En fin muestran le el palacio 
 Por ver que quiere buscar, 
 Sube arriba al palacio 
 Eutro en la sala Real. 
 
 Hallo que romia el Rey, 
 Don Tomillas a la par, 
 Mucha gente esta en la sala, 
 Por 1 no quiere mirar.
 
 COUNT GEIMWALD. 155 
 
 When the Count bestows his blessing, 
 
 Thence the son departs in haste ; 
 To his mother sent his duty, 
 
 And his path to Paris trac'd. 
 
 Long the Count, with pleasure glowing, 
 
 Did his gen'rous son behold ; 
 Then, o'erjoy'd, his dauntless valor 
 
 To the gentle Countess told. 
 
 Now to distant Paris circling 
 
 Where the gates and turrets lay, 
 Montesinos, for the palace 
 
 Loudly asking, seeks his way. 
 
 All that heard him laugh'd and wonder'd 
 
 Such a young and simple lad 
 To the Emperor's court should journey, 
 
 In so poor a vesture clad. 
 
 But, at length, the way they shew'd him, 
 Just to mark what there he'd do ; 
 
 Then the rich saloon he enter'd, 
 Where he did the Emperor view. 
 
 At the table was he seated, 
 
 With Tomillas by his side ; 
 All the room was full of Nobles ; 
 
 None of these his fury ey'd.
 
 156' EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Dcsque huvieron yantado 
 La xedrez van a jugar, 
 Solo el Rey, y DonTomillas, 
 Sin nadie a ellos hablar. 
 
 Si no fuera Montesinos 
 Que llego i los mirar ; 
 Mas el falso Don Tomillas, 
 En quien nunca huvo verdad, 
 
 Jugara una treta falsa, 
 Donde no pudo callar, 
 El noble de Montesinos 
 Y publfccfsu maldad. 
 
 Don Tomillas que esto oyero, 
 Con muy gran riguridad, 
 Levantara la su mano 
 Por un bofeton le dar. 
 
 Montesinos con el brazo 
 El golpe le fue & tornar, 
 Y con el otro el tablero, 
 A Don Tomillas fue a dar, 
 
 Un tal golpe en la cabeza, 
 Que lo huvo de matar. 
 Murio el perverso danado, 
 Sin valcrlesu maldad.
 
 COUNT GBIMWALD. 
 
 When the royal feast was over, 
 Count Toinillas and the King, 
 
 By themselves to play repairing, 
 Bid the pages tables bring. 
 
 Near them as they play'd, observant, 
 
 Montesinos stood alone ; 
 But the traitor false Toinillas, 
 
 In whose heart no truth was known/ 
 
 When he thought no eye perceiv'd him, 
 With deceit began to play ; 
 
 But the youth aloud proclaim'd it, 
 Pointing where the tables lay. 
 
 In a furious rage Toinillas 
 From his seat impatient rose, 
 
 And upon the face to strike him 
 With his hand revengeful goes. 
 
 On his arm brave Montesinos 
 
 Caught the blow, and nothing said, 
 
 But, the tables instant raising, 
 Dash'd them on the traitor's head. 
 
 Such a furious blow he struck him, 
 That it fell'd him to the ground ; 
 
 Nought his foul deceit availing, 
 Death upon the spot he found.
 
 158 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Alborotanse los Grandes 
 Quantos en la sala estan. 
 Prendiefon a Montesinos, 
 Y queriendole niatar, 
 Sino que el Rey manclo a todos 
 Que no le hiciessen mal, 
 Por el queria saber 
 Quien le di6 tan gran osar, 
 Que no sin algun mysterio 
 El tal fuera tk pensar. 
 Quando el Rey le interrogd, 
 El dixera la verdad : 
 Sepa tu Real Alteza, 
 Que soy tu nieto carnal ; 
 Hijo soy de tu hija, 
 Que la hicistes desterrar, 
 Con el Conde Don Grimaltos, 
 Vuestro servidor leal, 
 Y por falsa informacioti 
 La quisistes nialtratar. 
 Mas ahora vuestra Alteza 
 Dello se pudo informar, 
 Que el falso de Don Tomillas 
 Sepan si dixo verdad. 
 Y si pena yo merezco, 
 Buen Rey mandadmela dar, 
 Y tambien si no la tengo, 
 Que me inandes soltar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 159 
 
 All the Nobles round him gath'ring, 
 
 Quick the youthful hero sieze ; 
 But aloud the Emperor shouting, 
 
 Bids the sudden tumult cease. 
 
 " Not without some secret myst'ry 
 
 " Would the youth have done this deed ; 
 
 " Let us, then, before we punish, 
 " Hear him his excuses plead." 
 
 Montesinos then was question'd, 
 
 And the truth he boldly told ; 
 " Sire," he cries, " your duteous grandson 
 
 " At your royal feet behold : 
 
 " Son of that illustrious daughter 
 
 " Whom you banish'd from your sight ; 
 
 " Than her husband, brave Count Grimwald, 
 " Lives not a more loyal Knight ; 
 
 " But, bely'd by this vile traitor, 
 
 " 111 you did my father treat : 
 *' Let your Highness seek with candor 
 
 " If the truth I now repeat ; 
 
 ** And, if I deserve chastisement, 
 
 " Let it fall upon my head ; 
 " But receive us to your favor, 
 
 " If the truth alone I've said.
 
 160 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Y el buen Conde, y la Condesa, 
 Mandes senor tornar, 
 Y que les bolvais las tierras, 
 Que el solia governar. 
 
 Quando el Rey aquesto oyera, 
 No quiso mas escuchar, 
 Aunque vi6 ser el su nieto 
 Quiso saber la verdad. 
 
 Suponese que Don Tomillas 
 Ordend aquella maldad, 
 Porque tuvo embidia al Conde, 
 Viendose en prosperidad. 
 
 Quando el Rey la verdad supo 
 Al Coiide mando buscar. 
 Gente de a pie, y de a caballo 
 Van por le acompanar. 
 
 Damas para la Condesa, 
 Como solia llevar.
 
 COUNT GR1MWALD. \6l 
 
 " Let the Countess and my Father 
 
 " To their native home return, 
 " And no longer sore neglected 
 
 " In distressful sorrow inourn. 
 
 " To his honors, Sire, restore 
 " All that he before enjoy 'd ; 
 
 " For his heart was true and loyal, 
 " Ne'er in treach'rous arts eraploy'd." 
 
 When the Emperor heard this story, 
 He resolv'd to seek the truth ; 
 
 Not his grandson e'en believing, 
 Whom he saw in this brave youth ; 
 
 And 'twas found that false Tomillas 
 Had the noble Count betray'd, 
 
 At the royal favor aiming, 
 
 Had his prey through envy made, 
 
 When the truth was full unfolded, 
 Horse and foot, a splendid train, 
 
 Sent he to escort Count Grimwald 
 To his ancient seat again : 
 
 Ladies to attend the Countess, 
 As in days when fortune smil'd, 
 
 When the wishes of her bosom 
 Were with pleasing care beguil'd. 
 
 VOL. I. M
 
 162 EL CONDE GRIMALTOS. 
 
 Llegados juntos a Paris 
 Deutro no quieren entrar, 
 Porque quando del salieron 
 Los dos fueron a jurar 
 
 Que las Puertas de Paris 
 Nunca las verian passar. 
 Quando el Rey aquello supo, 
 Luego mando derribar 
 
 Un pedazo de la cerca, 
 Por do pudiesse passar, 
 Sin quebrar el juramento 
 Que ellos fueron a jurar. 
 
 Llevaronles a palacio 
 Con mucha solemuidad,. 
 Hacenles muy grandes fiestas, 
 Quantos en la Corte estan. 
 
 Caballeros, Duenas, Damas, 
 Las vienen a visitar, 
 El Rey delante de todos 
 Por mayor honra les dar. 
 
 Les dixa qae havia sabido 
 Conio era todo nialdad 
 Lo que dixo Don Tomillas 
 Quando le hizo dcsterrar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. 
 
 At the city gates arriving, 
 
 They refus'd to enter through ; 
 
 But the Emperor* when the motive 
 Of this firm resolve he knew, 
 
 That, when erst from Paris banish'd, 
 Each an oath most sacred swore 
 
 Never through the gates to enter 
 Of that hated city more ; 
 
 Willing sent his royal mandate 
 Down to break a length of wall, 
 
 That their oaths with truth observing 
 Might no more their minds appal. 
 
 To the palace then proceeding, 
 All the court and city round 
 
 Rung with shouts of joy and gladness, 
 Rung with music's sweetest sound. 
 
 Ladies, Cavaliers, and Damsels, 
 Pleas'd a friendly welcome pay ; 
 
 And the King, to do them honor, 
 Kindly meets them on the way. 
 
 Highly he bewail'd the treach'ry 
 Which the false Tomilla$ feign'd, 
 
 Cause of all the fatal mischief 
 By the noble pair suitain'd. 
 
 M 2
 
 Y porque sea mas creldo 
 Alii los torn6 a h'rmar 
 Todo lo que antes tenian, 
 Y el Govierno General. 
 
 Y que despues de sus dias, 
 El reyno haya de heredar 
 El noble Montesinos, 
 Assi lo mandi) firmar.
 
 COUNT GRIMWALD. l6i 
 
 But, a just amends to make them, 
 
 All that they enjoy'd before, 
 Ev'ry title, rank, and honor, 
 
 Did the gracious King restore ; 
 
 And ordain'd, whenever heaven 
 
 Should the noble father call, 
 That his brave son Montesuios 
 
 Should alike inherit all ; 
 
 Should both Governor and Regent 
 
 Of the royal State be made, 
 And the right should to his children 
 
 Be by firm decree convey 'd.
 
 166 PBL GONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 ROMANCE 
 
 PEL CONDE 
 
 BE 
 
 IRLOS, 
 
 EsT ABASE el Conde de Irlos 
 Sobrino de Don Beltran, 
 Assentado esta en sus tieuas, 
 Dcleytandose en cazar ; 
 
 Quando le vinieron cavtas 
 De Carlos el Emperante, 
 De las cartas placer huvo, 
 De las palabras pesar ; 
 Que lo que las cartas dicen, 
 A el parece muy mal.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 
 
 THE 
 
 ANC I ENT BALLAD 
 
 or 
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 
 
 THE utmost we can expect in these Ballads is some found- 
 ation for the stories they relate. On looking into Mezeray we find 
 this paragraph in the life of Charlemaiue : " All the princes of 
 the earth either feared or loved Charlemaine. Alphonso, King 
 of Galicia and the Asturias, writing or sending to him, would be 
 called no other but his man, or vassal. The haughty Aaron, King 
 Of Persia, who despised all other princes in the world, desired no 
 friendship but his: he this year (801) sent him jewels, silks, and 
 spices, and one of his largest elephants. Withal understanding 
 that he had a great devotion for the Holy Land, and the city of 
 Jerusalem, he gave him the propriety of them, reserving to him- 
 elf only the title of his lieutenant in that conntry." 
 
 But the true origin, of the story of this early expedition of the 
 French to the East is, I suspect, to be traced to an old Romance 
 called ' La Conquete de TEmpire de Trebizonde, par Renaud, d 
 Moutauban.' 
 
 As Count Irlos, Bertram's nephew, 
 
 Of a great and noble race 
 Was at bis fair seat, enjoying 
 
 The diversions of the chase ; 
 
 Letters from his Lord, the Emperor, 
 Came, and well the letters pleas'd, 
 
 But, the moment that he read them, 
 Grief his manly bosom seiz'd.
 
 DEL CONDE D IRLOS. 
 
 Rogaros quiero sobrino, 
 El buen Frances natural, 
 Lleveis vuestros caballeros, 
 Los que comen vuestro pan ; 
 
 Darles heis doblado sueldp 
 Del que le sueledes dar ; 
 Dobles armas, y caballos, 
 Que bien menester lo han. 
 
 Darles heis el campo franco 
 De aquello que ganaren ; 
 Partirosheis a los Reynos 
 Del Rey Moro Aliarde. 
 
 Desafiainento me ha hecho 
 A mi, y a los Doce Pares ; 
 Grande mengua me seria, 
 Que todos hayan de andar. 
 
 No veo caballero en Francia- 
 Que mejor pueda embiar, 
 Sino a vos el Conde de Irlos, 
 Esforzado en pelear. 
 
 El Conde que aquesto oyd, 
 Tomo tristeza, y pesar, 
 No por miedo de los Moros, 
 Ni menos de pelear,
 
 COUNT IRLOS. I 
 
 " Count," he writes, " my pleasure wills you 
 " Forth to lead your warlike train, 
 
 " Vassals at your table feasting, 
 " Vassals of your fair domain. 
 
 " Troops, that are to pay accustom'd, 
 " Let them double pay receive ; 
 
 " Change of arms, and change of horses, 
 " To each valiant soldier give. 
 
 " And besides you'll freely grant them 
 " All their conqu'ring arms may win ; 
 
 " For the Moor Aliarde's kingdom 
 ' You will then your march begin. 
 
 " Me to battle hath he challeng'd, 
 " And the Twelve bold Peers defy'd ; 
 
 " Low indeed will be our honor, 
 " If the challenge be deny'd ! 
 
 " Not a hero France possesses 
 
 " Like Count Irlos, great in fight ; 
 
 " Foes shall tremble at his valor, 
 " And their safety find in flight." 
 
 Highly did these tidings grieve him. 
 Not but he disdain'd the Moor ; 
 
 Oft in fields of glory fighting, 
 Oft the victor's palm he bore ;
 
 1TO DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Mas tiene muger hermosa, 
 Moza, ydepocaedad. 
 
 Tres anos anduvo en armas 
 Para con ella casar ; 
 1 ano era cumplido 
 Delia la manda apartar. 
 
 Desqne en esto el pensaba 
 Tom6 della gran pesar, 
 Triste estaba, y pensativo, 
 No cessa de suspirar. 
 
 Despide los falconeros, 
 Monteros manda pagar, 
 Despide todos aquellos, 
 Con quien solia deleytar. 
 
 No burla con la Condesa 
 Como solia burlar, 
 Mas muy triste, y pensativo, 
 Siempre le veian andar. 
 
 La Condesa que esto vido, 
 Llorando enipezo de hablar : 
 Triste estades vos el Comic, 
 Triste y lleno de pesar.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 17J 
 
 But a wife both young and lovely 
 
 Pressing in his happy arms, 
 He enjoy'd the sweetest treasure 
 
 I leav'n could give him in her charms. 
 
 Three whole years by deeds of valor 
 
 Ere he won his blooming bride ; 
 Scarce a year his ow:i to leave her, 
 
 All his pleasure, all his pride, 
 
 Hard indeed ! and, deeply musing, 
 
 Deeper still it mov'tl his grief ; 
 To his heart, with anguish bleeding, 
 
 Nothing could bestow relief. 
 
 Huntsmen, falconers discharging, 
 
 All at once he sends away ; 
 In therbase no more delighting, 
 
 Pleasure gives no cheering ray. 
 
 No more with his lovely Countess 
 
 Does he laugh, and toy, and jest, 
 But to melancholy musing, 
 And to sorrow, yields his breast. 
 
 " Ah ! for why ?" his lovely lady 
 
 To her Lord impassion'd cries, 
 " Ah ! for why 1 your gen'rous bosom 
 
 " Ev'ry blissful jny denies.
 
 DEL CONDE DE JRLOS. 
 
 Deste tan triste partida, 
 Para mi de tanto mal. 
 Partiros quereis el Conde 
 A los Reynos de Aliarde : 
 
 Dexaisme en tierras agenas 
 Sola, y sin quien me acompane : 
 Quantos anos el buen Conde 
 Haceisquenta de tardar? 
 
 Y bolverme he a las tierras, 
 A las tierras de mi padre, 
 Vestirme he de un pano negro, 
 Esse sera mi llevar. 
 
 Maldecire mi hermosura, 
 Maldecire mi mocedad, 
 Maldecire el triste dia, 
 Que con vos quive casar. 
 
 Mas si vos queriades Conde, 
 Yo con vos queria andar ; 
 Mas quiero perder la vida, 
 Que sin vos della gozar. 
 
 El Conde desque esto oyera 
 Empezola de mirar, 
 Con una voz amorosa 
 Tal respucsta le fue a dar.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 173 
 
 " Is it true, then, must you wander 
 
 " To the Moorish realms afar ? 
 " Must you leave your faithful lady 
 
 " For rude scenes of cruel war ? 
 
 " Ah ! how many years of absence 
 " Must my breast in sorrow mourn ? 
 
 " In a foreign land forsaken, 
 " From my Lord so early torn ! 
 
 '* To my native home returning, 
 
 " Deep distress my heart shall know ; 
 
 " And, the robe of sorrow wearing, 
 " Feel its only joy in woe. 
 
 " I cou'd freely curse my beauty, 
 " Curse my youthful blooming age, 
 
 " Ev'ry charm that first attracting 
 " Did your geu'rous love engage. 
 
 " But if leave you kindly grant me, 
 
 " Ev'ry toil I'll willing share ; 
 " And, to distant climes attending, 
 
 " With a cheerful mind repair." 
 
 When he heard his gentle lady, 
 
 As in accents mild she spoke, 
 With a tender look replying, 
 
 Silence in these words he broke :
 
 174 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 No Itoredes vos Condesa, 
 De mi vida no hayais pesaf. 
 No quedais en tierra agena, 
 Vuestra es, y a vuestra mandar. 
 Que antes que yo me parta 
 Todo vos lo quiero dar. 
 Podreis vender qualquier Villa, 
 Y empenar qualquier Ciudad, 
 Coino principal seiiora, 
 Que nada os puedau quitar. 
 
 Quedareis encomendada 
 A mi tio Don Beltran, 
 Y a mi Primo Don Gayferos, 
 Senor de Paris la grande. 
 Quedareis encomendada 
 A Oliveros, y a Roldan, 
 Al Emperador, y los Doce, 
 Que a una inesa comen pan. 
 
 Porque los Reynos son lexo 
 Del Rey Moro Aliarde, 
 Cerca esta de la Casa sania 
 Allende del uuestro mar, 
 
 Siete anos la Condesa, 
 Todos siele me esperad ; 
 Si a los ocho no viniere, 
 A los nueve vos casad.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 375 
 
 " Weep not so, my gentle Countess, 
 " Here forlorn you shall not stay ; 
 
 " All that I possess I give you 
 " Ere I wander far away. 
 
 " You shall part with town or city, 
 " Or what lands soe'er you please ; 
 
 " As their true and lawful lady, 
 " Freely shall you reckon these. 
 
 " And, besides, I'll strait commend you 
 
 " To my uncle Bertram's care, 
 " To my cousin, Prince Gayferos, 
 
 " Lord of Paris, rich and fair. 
 
 *' Oliveros, brave Orlando, 
 
 " And the Emperor, I'll entreat, 
 " And the Twelve that at one table 
 
 " Of the same rich viands eat ; 
 
 " Their protection kind to grant you, 
 
 " For the kingdom of the Moor, 
 " Near the Holy House, lies distant 
 
 " From my much-lov'd native shore. 
 
 " Seven years, my lovely Countess, 
 
 " Shall you my return await ; 
 " If the eighth you do not see me, 
 
 " Take at nine the wedded state,
 
 DEL CONDE DE THLOS = 
 
 Sefeis de veinte y siete anos, 
 Que es la mejor edad. 
 Quien con vos case, senora, 
 Mistierras scan su ajuaf, 
 Gozara muger herraosa, 
 Rica, y de poca edad. 
 
 Bien cs verdad la Condesa, 
 Que conmigo os queria llevar ; 
 Mas yo voy para batalla, 
 Y no cierto para holgar. 
 
 Caballero que va en armas 
 De muger no ha de curar, 
 Porque con el bien que os quier 
 La honra havia de olvidar. 
 
 Mas aparejar Condesa, 
 Mandad vos aparejar, 
 Ireis con migo it las Cortes 
 A Paris esse Ciudad. 
 
 Toquen, toquen, mis tronipetas, 
 Mandad luego aparejar ; 
 Ya se parte esse buen Conde, 
 La Condesa otro que tal.
 
 COUNT IRLO3. 
 
 " You will then be sev'n and twenty ; 
 
 " Can there be a fitter age ? 
 " Happy he whose tender service 
 
 " Shall your gentle love engage ! 
 
 " He will have a spouse so lovely, 
 " Towns and cities large and fair, 
 
 " And a thousand thousand blessings 
 " In your sweet possession share. 
 
 " Fain, indeed, shou'd you attend ine, 
 
 " But uiy errand is not joy; 
 " War and all its horrid tumults 
 
 " Will my future hours employ. 
 
 " 111, indeed, does tender dalliance 
 " Suit the bold adveut'rous Knight, 
 
 " Who by honor led to glory 
 
 " Hopes to triumph in the fight. . 
 
 " But prepare, my gentle Countess, 
 " To the Court prepare to go ; 
 
 " To the Emperor firm obedience 
 *' We're in duty bound to shew. 
 
 " Sound, my trumpets sound, and forward 
 " March my gallant troops in haste !" 
 
 Traveling now, the Count and Countess 
 From their home in sorrow pac'd; 
 
 VOL. I. N
 
 378 BEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 La buelta van de Paris 
 Apriessa, y no de vagar, 
 Quando son u una Jornada 
 De Paris la gran Ciudad. 
 
 El Emperador, que lo supo, 
 A recebir se losva, 
 Con el sale Oliveros, 
 Con el sale Don Roldan ; 
 
 Y con el Dardin Dardena, 
 Y Urgel de la fuerza grande, 
 Con el Infante Guarinos, 
 Aluiirante de la mar. 
 
 Con el sale el esforzado 
 Reynaldos de Montalvan, 
 Con el van todos los Doce 
 Que a una mesa comen pan ; 
 
 Sino el Infante Gayferos, 
 Y el buen Conde Don Beltran, 
 Que salieron tres jornadas 
 Mas que ninguno adelante. 
 
 No quiso el Emperador, 
 Que huviessen de aposentar, 
 Sino en su Real Palacio, 
 Posada les inando dar.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 179 
 
 And, the road to Paris taking, 
 
 To the city bend their way ; 
 But, when from its turrets distant 
 
 Not above a single day, 
 
 Forth the Emperor comes to meet them 
 
 With a fair and splendid train j 
 Oliveros and Orlando 
 
 Foremost riding on the plain* 
 
 And the brave Dardin Dardena, 
 
 Urgel too for strength reuown'd, 
 And the Admiral Guarinos 
 
 On the seas with vict'ry crown'd. 
 
 Stout Rinaldo of Montalban, 
 
 Fam'd for many a gallant deed ; 
 And the Twelve at one round table* 
 
 Who the same rich viands feed. 
 
 But the valiant Prince Gayferos, 
 And Count Bertram, call'd the Old, 
 
 Far before the Emperor riding, 
 Three days journey forward hold. 
 
 In the royal palace only 
 
 Would the Emperor let them rst, 
 And with courtly pomp and splendor 
 
 Made the noble Count his guest. 
 
 N2
 
 180 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Luego empiezan su partida 
 Apriessa, y no de vagar ; 
 Dale diez mil Caballeros 
 De Francia la principal, 
 
 Y sin otra demas gente, 
 Gran exercito Real ; 
 El sueldo les paga juntos, 
 For siete anos, y mas. 
 
 Ya tomadas buenas annas, 
 Cavallos otro que tal, 
 Endereza su partida, 
 Comieuza de caminar. 
 
 Mas el buen Conde de Irlos, 
 Ruega nmcho al Emperante, 
 Que el, y todos los Doce 
 Se quisiessen a j in i tar. 
 Quando todos fueron juntos 
 En la gran sala Real, 
 Entro el, y la Coudesa, 
 Mano por mano se ran, 
 Quando son en medio de ellos, 
 El Conde empezd de hablar : 
 A vos lo digo mi tio, 
 El buen viejo Don Beltran, 
 Y a vos Infante Gayferbs, 
 El mi buen primo carnal. 
 Y este delante de todos 
 Lo quiero niucho rogar ;
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 
 
 For departure then preparing, 
 Lo ! the gallant troops advance ; 
 
 Cavaliers at least ten thousand, 
 All the noblest sons of France. 
 
 And, moreo'er, a royal array, 
 Many a Chief in bright array : 
 
 When they all were thus assembl'd, 
 For sev'n years receiving pay. 
 
 Swords and lances highly temper'd 
 For their service they provide ; 
 
 Tents, provisions, all that's needful 
 With the noblest steeds to ride. 
 
 But, ere he departs, Count Irlos 
 Begs the King his Peers to call. 
 
 And, when round in order seated, 
 Thus he speaks before them all; 
 
 (As he held his dearest Countess 
 Gently by her loving hand, 
 
 And as in the midst advancing, 
 Side by side they graceful stand : ) 
 
 " To you do I speak, my Uncle, 
 " Prince Gayferos, speak to you ; 
 
 " All the worthy Peers around me 
 " In their turn address them too.
 
 182 DEL CONDI E IRLOS. 
 
 Y al nmy alto Emperador 
 Que sepa mi voluntad : 
 Como villas, y castillos, 
 Ciudades, y lo demag, 
 
 Que lo dexo a la Condesa 
 Nadie lo pueda quitar. 
 Por principal beredera 
 En ellas pueda mandar: 
 
 Y vender qualquierra Villa, 
 Y empenar qualquier Oiudad, 
 De aquello que ella liiciere 
 Todos se ban de agradar. 
 
 Si a tiempo yo no viniere, 
 Royoos la querais casar, 
 Al marido que toinare 
 Mis tierras de en ajuar. 
 
 Y a vos la encoraiendo tio, 
 Como a su marido, y padre, 
 Y encomiendola a los Doce, 
 Y a Carlos el Eraperante. 
 
 A todos les place inucho, 
 De aquello que el Conde hace 
 Ya se parte el buen Conde 
 P Paris la gran Ciudad.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 183 
 
 " To our high and honor'd Emperor 
 
 " Likewise let my will be known ; 
 " All my towns and all my cities 
 
 " Shall the Countess call her own. 
 
 " To her are they freely giv'n, 
 
 " Ought let no one take away; 
 " As their mistress, I command them 
 
 " Her sole pleasure to obey. 
 
 *' She may part with town or city, 
 " Or what land she best may please ; 
 
 " She's their true and lawful mistress, 
 " All her own possessions these. 
 
 " And in case heav'n shall not bless me 
 " With a kind and prosp'rous fate, 
 
 " Chuse her then some Lord that's worthy 
 " To enjoy my fair estate. 
 
 " To you, Uncle, I commend her, 
 
 " Be you like a father kind ; 
 " In the Twelve and in the Emperor 
 
 " Let her sure defenders find." 
 
 Highly ev'ry Knight commended 
 What they heard Count Irlos'say ; 
 
 From fair Pad? then departing, 
 Forward he pursues his way.
 
 184 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 La Condesa que ir lo vido, 
 Jamas lo quiso dexar 
 Hasta el mar, y sus orillas, 
 Do se ha via de embarcar. 
 
 Con el va el esforzado 
 Reynaldos de Montalvan, 
 Y otros muchos Caballeros 
 De Fraucia la principal. 
 
 Tan triste es la despedida 
 Que el uno al otro han, 
 Que si el Conde iba triste, 
 La Condesa mucho mas. 
 
 Palabras se estan diciendo, 
 Que era dolor de contar, 
 El conorte que se daban, 
 Era continuo llorar. 
 
 Con gran dolor mando el Conde 
 Hacer vela, y navegar ; 
 Viendose sin la Coiidesa, 
 Navegando por la mar. 
 
 Movido de muy gran sana, 
 Y lleno de gran pesar, 
 Diciendo por ninguu tiempo. 
 Delia lo havia de apartar.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 185 
 
 But the Countess never leaves him 
 
 Till she sees her dearest Lord, 
 And his noble train of warriors 
 
 Safe their lofty barks aboard. 
 
 Brave Rinaldo of Montalban 
 
 To the shore the Count attends ; 
 Many a Knight of France rides with him, 
 
 All his firm and faithful friends. 
 
 From his dear beloved Countess 
 
 JIard indeed the task to part ; 
 If the Count was sad and pensive, 
 
 More it rent her tender heart. 
 
 Words they spoke so fond ami piercing 
 That it mov'd one's grief to hear : 
 
 Comfort 'twas in vain to see"k for; 
 All their comfort was a tear. 
 
 Now the Count the signal giving, 
 O'er the swelling waves they ride : 
 
 When no more he saw his lady 
 Fondly seated by his side, 
 
 Fierce distraction seiz'd his bosom, 
 
 Loud and bitter was his rage ; 
 While the tortures that he sufter'd 
 
 Ne allurements could assuage.
 
 1S6 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Juramento tiene hecho 
 
 Sobre un libro Missal, 
 
 De jamas bolver en Francia, 
 
 Ni en ella comer pan, 
 
 Y que nunca embiera carta, 
 
 Porque de el no sepan mas. 
 
 Navegando sus jornadas 
 Por la tempestuosa mar, 
 Llegado ha a los Reynos 
 Del Rey Moro Aliarde. 
 
 Este gran Soldan de Persia, 
 Con muy gran ademan, 
 Ya le estaba aguardando 
 A las orillas del Mar. 
 
 Quanto vino cerca tierra, 
 Las naveo mando llegar, 
 Con esfuerzo denodado 
 Los empieca de esforzar. 
 
 O esforzados Caballeros, 
 O mi compania leal, 
 Acuerdeseos que dexamos 
 Nuestra tierra natural : 
 
 Dellos dexados mugeres, 
 Y dellos hijos, y padres^ 
 Solo para ganar honra, 
 Y no para ser cobarde?.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 187 
 
 Not to see his native country 
 
 In an angry mood he swore ; 
 Never to send tidings thither, 
 
 With it correspond no more. 
 
 Thus on seas tempestuous sailing, 
 Swift the ships their course pursue, 
 
 Till the kingdom of Aliarde 
 Far in foreign lands they view : 
 
 Persia's brave redoubted Soldan, 
 
 Ou the borders of the sea, 
 With his warlike train expects them, 
 
 All iu martial gallantry. 
 
 To the shore at length approaching, 
 
 As they drew towards the beach, 
 Thus the gallant Count address'd them 
 
 In this bold and manly speech : - 
 
 <* O, ye brave undaunted warriors 
 
 " Of my fair illustrious train, 
 * Recollect your native country 
 
 " Have we left renown to gain ; 
 
 " Have we left our wives and children, 
 " All our friends and parents dear, 
 
 " Not to play the fearful cowards, 
 " But to conquer bravely here.
 
 188 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS, 
 
 Pues esforzados caballeros, 
 Esforzados en pelear, 
 Lllevare la delantera, 
 Y no me querais dexar. 
 
 La Morisma eran tanta, 
 Tierra no dexan tomar ; 
 El Conde era esforzado, 
 Y discrete en pelear. 
 
 M andd toda la artilleria 
 Encinia barcas passar 
 Con ingenios que traia, 
 Empez61as de tirar ; 
 Los tiros eran tan fuertes, 
 Por fuerza hacen lugar, 
 Veriais sacar los caballos 
 Muy apriessa cavalgar, 
 Muy fuerte dan en los Moros 
 Tierra les hacen dexar. 
 
 En tres anos que el buen Cond* 
 Entendio en pelear, 
 Ganados tiene los Reynos 
 Del Rey Moro Aliarde. 
 
 Con todos sus caballeros 
 Parte por iguales partes, 
 Tan triste vida hacia, 
 Que no se puede contar.
 
 COUNT JRLOS. 189 
 
 " Therefore on, my valiant soldiers, 
 
 " From the combat ne'er recede ; 
 " In the front of battle marching, 
 
 " I the daring squadrons lead." 
 
 Num'rous was the Moorish army, 
 
 Hosts the gallant Chief oppose, 
 But the Count prepares to thunder 
 
 With his engines on the foes. 
 
 Stones and arrows, darts and jav'lins, 
 From the barks like lightning flew ; 
 
 Close beside the shore the vessels 
 Nigh the Moorish squadrons drew. 
 
 With tremendous slaughter routed, 
 Long th' attack they dare not stand, 
 
 But desert the beach, and suffer 
 All the hostile train to land. 
 
 In three years by bard-fought battles, 
 
 From the day he first begun, 
 In three years Aliarde's kingdom 
 
 By his arms Count Irlos won. 
 
 All amongst his noble warriors 
 
 Freely the rich spoils he shares, 
 But a cheerless life he passes, 
 
 Full of sorrows, full of cares.
 
 190 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 El Soldan le hace tributo, 
 Y Reyes de allende el mar ; 
 De los tributes que daban, 
 A toclos hacia dar. 
 
 Hace mandamiento a todos 
 Y a los mayores jurar^ 
 Que ninguno sea osado 
 Hombre en Francia embiar. 
 Y al que cartas embiasse, 
 Luego lo haria matar. 
 
 Quince anos el Conde estuvo 
 Siempre allende el mar, 
 Que no escrivio a la Condesa, 
 Ki & su tio Don Beltran. 
 
 Ni tampoco a los Docc, 
 Ni menos al Emperante ; 
 Unos dicen que eran muertos, 
 Otros anegados en el mar.
 
 COUNT 1RLOS. 
 
 Tribute does the Soldan pay him, 
 And the kings beyond the sea j 
 
 Ev'ry tribute still dividing 
 With his train of chivalry. 
 
 But he begs them, as they own him 
 For their best and steadfast friend, 
 
 Neither letter, nor yet tidings, 
 Home to distant France to send ; 
 
 And he makes them swear, moreover. 
 Death shou'd be the certain pain, 
 
 That whoe'er should disobey him 
 By his fellows shou'd be slain. 
 
 Years fifteen the Count remaining 
 Thus beyond the seas unknown, 
 
 To the Countess never writing, 
 Nor the Emperor on his throne ; 
 
 Neither to his Uncle Bertram, 
 
 Or the Twelve bold Peers, they thought 
 Seas and winds tempestuous raging 
 
 Had his sure destruction wrought. 
 
 * 
 
 But he spent his time in sorrow, 
 No sweet ray of comfort knew ; 
 
 In one san.e dull listless languor 
 Months and years unheeded flew.
 
 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS, 
 
 Las barbas, y los cabellos 
 Nunca los quiso afeytar, 
 Tienelos hasta la centa 
 Muy largos, y aun mas. 
 
 La cara mucho quemada 
 Del muy grande Sol, y Ayre, 
 Con el gesto demudado 
 Muy feroz, y espantable. 
 
 Los quince afios cumplidos 
 Diez y seis querian entrar, 
 Acostarase en su caraa 
 Con deseo de holgar. 
 
 Pensando estaba pensando 
 La triste vida que ha ; 
 Esta pensando^ aquel tieinpo, 
 Que solia festejar; 
 
 Quando justas, y torneos 
 Por la Condesa solia armar. 
 
 Durmi6se con pensamiento 
 Y empezara de holgar, 
 Quando hace un triste sueno^ 
 Para el de gran pesar :
 
 COUNT IRlOS. 11)3 
 
 And his hair, he never cut it ; 
 
 And his beard, he let it grow, 
 Till, to frightful length descending, 
 
 E'en it reach'd his waist below. 
 
 And his countenance, grown frightful 
 
 By the sun and parching wind, 
 Such a look ferocious darted, 
 
 Scarce he seem'd of human kind. 
 
 Years fifteen were now accomplish'd, 
 
 And the sixteenth had begun, 
 When upon his hard couch, restless, 
 
 Of the past his fancy run. 
 
 Present hours of grief comparing, 
 
 And the wretched life he led, 
 With his ancient days of ^lory, 
 
 Days of joy so swiftly fled ; 
 
 When in fetes and gallant tourneys 
 
 For his lovely Countess' sake, 
 Many a spear in manly trials 
 
 He was wont with Knights to break. 
 
 In these thoughts to sleep retiring, 
 Scarce his head the pillow press'd, 
 
 When a dream most dire and dreadful 
 His ati'righted soul oppress' d : 
 
 VOL. i. O
 
 194 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Que veia a la Comiesa 
 En brazos de un Infante ; 
 Salto diera de la caina 
 Con un peusamieiito grande. 
 
 Gritando con altas voces, 
 No cessando de hablar, 
 Toquen, toquen mis trompetas, 
 Mis gentes manden llegar. 
 
 J*ensando que havia Moros, 
 Todos llegados se ban ; 
 Desque todos son llegadps, 
 Llorando empez6 de hablar, 
 
 O esforzados Caballeros, 
 O mi compania leal, 
 Yo conozco aquel exemplo, 
 Que dicen, y que es verdad, 
 
 Que todo hombre uacido, 
 Que es liecho de huesso, y carne, 
 El deseo mayor que tiene, 
 Es en sus tierras holgar. 
 
 Yi cumplidos son quince anos, 
 Diez y seis quieren entrar, 
 Que soroos eu estos reyuos, 
 Y estamos en soledad.
 
 COUNT 1RLOS. 195 
 
 For he thought he saw his Countesa 
 
 In some youthful Prince's arms: 
 From his couch he leapt in terror, 
 
 Shouting loud with strange alarms. 
 
 All his people calling round him, 
 " Soldiers, from your couches rise ! 
 
 " Sound my trumpets, sound a levy," 
 Thus in dreadful voice he cries. 
 
 Fast the soldiers flock about him, 
 Thinking 'twas the Moorish train : 
 
 When he saw them, thus he utter'd, 
 In a bold determiu'd strain : 
 
 " Valiant cavaliers and soldiers, 
 
 " Ye whose courage side by side, 
 " In the fields of glory fighting, 
 
 " Oft has been in battle try'd ; 
 
 " I have heard, and from experience 
 
 " Well indeed the truth I know, 
 " Each one to his native country 
 
 " Seeks at last in peace to go. 
 
 " Years fifteen are now accomplish'd, 
 
 " And the sixteenth is begun, 
 " Since in Aliarde's kingdom 
 
 " We a prosperous course have run. 
 
 O 2
 
 DEL CONDE 1>E IRLOS. 
 
 Qnien dexo muger hermosa, 
 Vieja la ha de hallar ; 
 El que dexo hijos pequenos, 
 Hallaralos hombres grandes, 
 
 Sin conocer padre a liijo, 
 Ni el hijo raenor al padre. 
 
 Hora es mis caballeros, 
 De ir a Francia a holgar, 
 Pues llevamos mucba lionra, 
 Y dineros inucho mas. 
 
 Lleguen, lleguen luego naves, 
 Mandalas aparejar, 
 Ordenemos capitanes, 
 Para las ticrras guardar. 
 
 Y& csta todo aparejado, 
 Ya einpieza de navegar ; 
 Quando todos son llegados, 
 A las orillas del mar, 
 
 Llora el Conde de sus ojos, 
 Y les empieza de hablar ; 
 O esforzados caballeros, 
 O mi compania leal, 
 Rogaros quiero una cosa, 
 No me la querais negar.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. * 197 
 
 " He that left a wife so lovely 
 " Now shall find her chang'd with age ; 
 
 " He that left his children infants, 
 " Find them tread the manly stage. 
 
 " Son and father to each other 
 
 " For a time shall rest unknown, 
 " From a length of years so distant 
 
 " Out of recollection grown. 
 
 " To the realms of France returning, 
 
 " Let us now our track explore ; 
 " Full of honor, fame, and glory, 
 
 " And with riches ample store. 
 
 " To prepare his ship so gallant 
 
 " Let not each bold captain fail ; 
 " Some shall keep the lands we've conquer'd, 
 
 " Some shall with the vessels sail." 
 
 Ev'ry gallant ship then launching, 
 
 High aloft the streamers fly ; 
 At the sea-beach when arriving, 
 
 Thus the Count, with tearful eye : 
 
 " Valiant Cavaliers and soldiers, 
 
 " One small favor let me claim, 
 " This my wish, that to no stranger 
 
 " You will ever breathe my name. 

 
 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Quien secrete me tuviere, 
 Le he de galardonar, 
 Que en parte alguna que sea, 
 No me hayais de nombrar. 
 
 Porque en el gesto que traygo, 
 Nadienne conocera, 
 Viendome con tanta gente, 
 Y con exercito Real. 
 
 Si os pidieren quien soy yo. 
 No les digais la verdad : 
 Decid que soy mensagero 
 Quien viene allende el mar 
 
 Que va con una embaxada 
 A Carlos el Emperante, 
 Porque he hecho un mal sueno, 
 Y quiero ver si es verdad . 
 
 En el alegria que llevan, 
 De a Francia se tornar, 
 Todos hacen juramento 
 De tenerle puridad. 
 
 Embarcanse muy alegres, 
 Empiezan de navegar ; 
 El ayre tiene muy fresco, 
 Que placer es de mirar.
 
 COUNT 1RLOS. 199 
 
 " He that kindly keeps the secret, 
 
 " Surely I'll reward him well ; 
 " In this guise they ne'er shall know me, 
 
 " If my name you do not tell. 
 
 " But when with our royal army 
 " On the shores of France we land, 
 
 " If they question ought about me, 
 " You shall answer their demand ; 
 
 "That from some far distant country 
 
 " Tis an embassy I bring 
 " To our great and warlike Emperor, 
 
 " To our sov'reign Lord and King. 
 
 " I have had a dream of horror, 
 
 " And I go to learn the truth ; 
 " I have seen my lovely Countess 
 
 " In the arms of princely youth." 
 
 In the joy of home returning, 
 
 Freely ev'ry soldier swore 
 Ne'er to breathe his name to strangers 
 
 When they landed on the shore. 
 
 Then, with lightsome hearts embarking, 
 
 Soon a pleasant friendly breeze 
 Wafts the ships in concert sailing 
 
 Gently o'er the swelling seas.
 
 200 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Allegados son en Francia, 
 En su tierra natural, 
 Quando el Conde ya partia, 
 Empieza de caminar. 
 
 No va buelta de las Cortes 
 De Carlos el Eraperante, 
 Mas la buelta de sus tierras, 
 Las que sol& mandar. 
 
 Y llegado que es a ellas, 
 Por ellas comienza a andar : 
 Andando por su camino, 
 Una villa fue a hallar. 
 
 Llegadoseha cerca della, 
 Por con alguno hablar, 
 Alz6 los ojos en alto, 
 A la puerta del lugar. 
 
 Y llorando de sus ojos 
 Comenzara de hablar, 
 O esforzados Caballeros, 
 De ini duelo aved pesar, 
 
 Que annas que mi padre puso, 
 Mudadas las veo estar. 
 O es casada la Condesa, 
 O mis tierras van & mal.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 201 
 
 Thus in France ere long arriving, 
 
 In their nmch-lov'd native soil, 
 Whence in absence long they'd suffer'd 
 
 Years of hard aiid bitter toil. 
 
 To the court Count Irlos goes not, 
 
 Nor to Paris bends his way, 
 But to his estates he travels 
 
 In the province where they lay. 
 
 There, when he arriv'd, he journey 'd 
 
 Round the country far and near, 
 Till within his ken a city 
 
 With its tow'rs he saw appear. 
 
 To the gate his eyes uplifting, 
 
 Thus with trembling speech he said, 
 
 And with briny torrents flowing 
 From the fountain of his head : 
 
 " Valiant Cavaliers and Soldiers, 
 
 " Pity my distress severe, 
 " For the arms my father planted, 
 
 " Lo! no more I see them here. 
 
 " Sure, my Countess must be marry'd, 
 
 " Or my lands to ruin doom'd ! 
 " Else what mischief hath befall'n them : 
 
 " Who hath this sad change presum'd T
 
 202 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Allegose a las puertas, 
 Con grande enojo y pesar ; 
 Y mirando por entre ellas 
 Gente de armas vido estar ; 
 Llegado a uno de ellos, 
 Mas viejo en autiguedad, 
 De la mano le tomara, 
 Y empie/ale de hablar ; 
 Por Dios te ruego Portero, 
 Me digas una verdad, 
 De quien son aquestas tierras? 
 Quicu las sol iii mandar ? 
 Placeme dixo el Portero, 
 De deciros la verdad : 
 Eran del Conde de Irlos, 
 Senor de aqueste lugar ; 
 Abora son de Celinos, 
 De Celinos el Infante. 
 El Coude que aquesto oyera 
 Buelto se le ha de la sangre. 
 Con una voz demudada, 
 Otra vez le fuera hablar. 
 Por Dios te ruego hermano, 
 No te quieres enojar, 
 Que esto que ahora me dice?, 
 Algun tiempo ha de pagar. 
 Dime, las hered6 Celinos, 
 O si las fue a mercar 1 
 O si en juego de los dados 
 El las viniera a ganar ?
 
 COUNT IRLOS. SOS 
 
 At the gates at length arriving, 
 
 Full of grief and madding rage, 
 Folks he saw, and one he questioned 
 
 Of a grave and goodly age : 
 
 By the hand he kindly takes him, 
 And begins this gentle speech ; 
 
 " Tell me, friend, who owns this country ; 
 " Whose it was, too, I beseech 1" 
 
 " You shall learn the truth," the Porter 
 
 In a like mild accent cries : 
 " It belong'd to good Count Irlos ; 
 
 " Well he did this city prize. 
 
 " But at present to Celinos, 
 
 " To the Prince belongs the town.'' 
 
 This alarming ne.ws distracts him, 
 Sore it casts his spirits down. 
 
 But again he asks the Porter, 
 
 " Friend," he cries, " I more would hear; 
 " Answer then my questions kindly, 
 
 " Nor a grateful blessing fear. 
 
 " How does this same Prince enjoy them ? 
 
 " Did he these fair regions buy 1 
 " Or by gaming basely win them 
 
 " By the fataj cast of die ?
 
 204 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 O si las tenia por fuerza, 
 Que no las queria tornar ? 
 El Portero que esto oyera, 
 Presto le fue a hablar. 
 
 No las heredo, Senor, 
 Ni vinieron de linage, 
 Que hennano tiene el Conde, 
 Aunque le querian mal. 
 
 Y sobrinos tiene muchos, 
 Que las podian heredar ; 
 Ni menos las ha mercado, 
 Que no las basta pagar. 
 
 Grandes Villas hay en ellas, 
 Que mucho son de estimar; 
 Cartas hizo contrahechas 
 Que al Conde muerto han ; 
 
 Por casar con la Condesa, 
 Que era rica, y de linage, 
 Y ella no casara cierto, 
 Sino contra voluntad, 
 
 Y por fuerza de Oliveros, 
 Y a porfia de Roldan, 
 Y a ruegos de Carlo Magno, 
 De Francia Rey Imperante.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 205 
 
 " Or does he by force retain them, 
 
 " And refuses to restore 1" 
 Thus the trusty Porter answer'd, 
 
 " Freely will I tell you more. 
 
 " Signor, he does not enjoy them 
 
 " As their true and lawful heir, 
 " For Count Irlos has a brother, 
 
 " And they would become his share. 
 
 " He has many a nephew, likewise, 
 " Who might first a claim pursue : 
 
 " Neither has he bought them ; riches 
 ** More they'd take than e'er he knew. 
 
 " Cities great there are amidst them, 
 
 " That to endless sums amount ; 
 " But he forg'd deceitful letters, 
 
 " Dead they spoke the noble Count, 
 
 " All to gain the lovely Countess, 
 
 *' In her birth and lineage fair ; 
 *' But the Countess scorn'd to listen, 
 
 " And did thus her will declare ; 
 
 Till by force bold Oliveros 
 
 " And Orlando both combin'd, 
 " And the King, our potent Emperor, 
 
 " Thus proclaimed his royal mind :
 
 206 DEL CONDE DE IRtOS. 
 
 For casar bien a Celinos, 
 Y ponerlo en buen lugar ; 
 Mas el casamiento ban becho 
 Con una condicion tal, 
 Que no llegue a la Condcsa, 
 Ni a ella haya de llegar ; 
 Mas por el se desposasse 
 Esse Paladin Roldan. 
 Ricas -fiestas les hicieron, 
 De Irlos esse Ciudad, 
 Gastos, galos y torneos 
 Mucbos de los Doce Pares. 
 El Conde que aquesto oyera, 
 Buelto se le ha ia sangre, 
 Por mucbo que dissimula, 
 No cessa de suspirar, 
 
 Diciendo, hermano mio, 
 No te enojas de contar, 
 Quien fue en estas bodas, 
 Y quien no quiso estar 1 
 
 Seiior, estavo OHveros, 
 El Emperador, y Roldan, 
 Belardos, y Montesinos, 
 El gran Coude de Griinallos,
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 20? 
 
 w ' Let her wed young Prince Celinos, 
 " ' But with these conditions wed, 
 
 " ' Count Orlando shall he proxy, 
 " ' He ne'er seek the marriage bed.' 
 
 " Many a fete in this fair city 
 
 " Have of late the twelve Peers held, 
 
 " Where, in jousts and costly tourneys, 
 " Ev'ry noble Knight excell'd." 
 
 When Count Irlos heard this story, 
 
 In his veins the blood ran cold ; 
 Though he strove to hide his feelings, 
 
 Yet deep sighs his anguish told ; 
 
 And again he asks this question, 
 
 " Friend, there's more I wish to hear ; 
 
 " Tell me who was at these nuptials, 
 " Nor my further blessing fear : 
 
 " Tell me likewise who was absent, 
 
 " For all this I long to know ; 
 " And I will requite your patience, 
 
 " And no trifling favors shew.' 
 
 " Oliveros ?:;d Orlando, 
 
 " And our King, reuown'd in fame ; 
 " Montesinos, and Belardos, 
 
 " And the good Count GrimwaldjCame.
 
 208 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Y otros muchos caballeros 
 De los francos Doce Pares, 
 Peso mucho a Don Gayferos, 
 Pes6 mucho a Don Beltran, 
 
 Y a otros muchos caballeros, 
 Y al fuerte Merian. 
 
 Ya que eran desposados, 
 Missa les querian dar, 
 Allego un Falconero, 
 A Carlos el Emperantc. 
 
 Que venia de aquellas tierras, 
 De alia de allende el Mar ; 
 Dixo que el Conde era vivo, 
 Y que de el traia senal. 
 
 Plugo mucho a la Condesa, 
 Y mucho pes6 al Infante, 
 Porque en las grandes fiestas 
 Huvo grandes disparates. 
 
 Alia traen grande pleyto, 
 En Cortes del Emperante, 
 Por lo qual rebuelta es Francia, 
 Y todos los Doce Pares. 
 
 Ella dice, que un ano 
 Pidio antes de desposar, 
 Por embiar me;;sageros, 
 Muchos allende de la mar.
 
 COUNT IELOS. 209 
 
 " Many another noble Chieftain 
 
 " Of our warlike Cavaliers ; 
 " But Gayferos and Count Bertram, 
 
 " It distress'd those worthy Peers. 
 
 " Much too did it grieve Prince Merian, 
 " When the marriage words were read; 
 
 " But a Falconer arriving, 
 
 " Came before the mass was said : 
 
 " From a distant country landing 
 
 " Far beyond the bord'ring sea ; 
 " ' Brave Count Irlos still is living/ 
 
 " Thus before the Peers cry'd he. 
 
 " Highly it rejoic'd the Countess, 
 
 " But the Prince was griev'd with pain ; 
 
 " In these fetes fierce quarrels rising, 
 " Scarce they could from blows refrain, 
 
 " Fore the Emperor at this moment 
 " They pursue the weighty cause ; 
 
 " France is all in deep confusion ; 
 "Tow'rds the issue as it draws: 
 
 " One whole year demands the Countess, 
 
 " Till the news can back arrive, 
 " While she sends to learn for certain 
 
 " If the Count be yet alive ; 
 
 VOL. i. P
 
 210 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Si el Conde era muerto 
 Fuesse la boda adelante ; 
 Si era vivo bien sabia, 
 Que ella no podia casar. 
 
 Por ella babla Don Gayferos, 
 Y el buen viejo Don Beitran ; 
 Por Ceiinos, Oliveros, 
 Y esse Paladin lloldan. 
 
 Creemos que es dada sentencia, 
 O que se queria dar, 
 Porque ayer huvimoscartas, 
 De Carlos el Eniperante. 
 
 Que qu'tando aquellas armas, 
 Pongan las naturales, 
 Y que guardemos las tierras 
 Ppr el Conde Don Bcltran ; 
 
 Que ninguno de Ceiinos 
 En ellas no puecle eutrar. 
 
 El Conde que aquesto oyera, 
 Movido de gran pesar, 
 Buelve riendas al Caballo, 
 En la villa no quiso entrar.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 211 
 
 " And if dead he prove, these nuptials 
 
 " Shall be then immediate held; 
 " If he lives, she scorns the union, 
 
 " For her heart has ne'er rebell'd. 
 
 " Brave Gayferos and Count Bertrani 
 
 " In her cause with ardor plead ; 
 " Oliveros and Orlando 
 
 " For Celinos intercede. 
 
 " But we think the final sentence 
 *' Hath been issu'd, or draws near ; 
 
 " Letters yestennorn arriving 
 
 " From the royal hand came here, 
 
 " That we must take down the blazon 
 
 " You have seen above the gate, 
 " And for good Count Bertram only 
 
 " Hold this spacious fair estate ; 
 
 *' And that neither Prince Celiuos, 
 
 " Nor a soldier of his train, 
 " Shall presume within this country 
 
 " E'er to set his foot again." 
 
 
 
 All this heard the noble warrior, 
 
 And his heart was sore oppress'd ; 
 Then his steed immediate checking, 
 
 In the town he wou'd not rest ; 
 
 P2
 
 212 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Mas alia en un verde prado, 
 La gente mando assentar, 
 Con una voz muy humilde 
 Les empez6 de hablar : 
 
 O esforzados Caballeros, 
 O mi compania leal, 
 Del consejo que os pidiere, 
 Buenome lequerais dar. 
 
 Si me aconsejais que vaya 
 A Cortes del Emperante, 
 O que mate a Celinos, 
 A Celinos el Infante. 
 
 Bolveremos allende, 
 Y alii seguros estar : 
 Caballeros que estooyeron, 
 Presto tal respuesta dan. 
 
 Calledes, Seiior, calledes, 
 Sefior no digais lo tal, 
 No mireis a vuestra gente, 
 Mas mirad a Don Beltran. 
 Y a essos buenos Caballeros, 
 Que tanta honra os hacen. 
 
 Si vos matais a Celinos, 
 Diran que fuistes Cobarde ;
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 213 
 
 But a spacious pleasant meadow 
 
 For his valiant soldiers chose, 
 Where in mild voice gently speaking 
 
 Thus he did his mind disclose : 
 
 " Valiant cavaliers and soldiers 
 
 f< Of a brave redoubted race, 
 " Let your counsels now befriend me, 
 
 " And your counsels I'll embrace. 
 
 " Shall I to our Lord the Emperor 
 
 " At his court pursue my way ; 
 " Or seek out the Prince Celinos, 
 
 " And for his presumption slay ? 
 
 " Then we may return for safety 
 
 " To the kingdom whence we came." 
 
 Thus the gallant captains answer, 
 Thus their leader gently blame: 
 
 " Speak not thus, my Lord, oh * speak not 
 " Words that make your soldiers mourn, 
 
 " But your eyes, to good Count Bertram, 
 *' And the friends that love you, turn. 
 
 " If you slay young Prince Celinos, 
 " Will they not impeach your worth ? 
 
 " He is of a race illustrious ; 
 " You, too, are of noble birth.
 
 214 DEL CONDE DB IRLOS. 
 
 Sino que vais a las Cortes 
 De Carlos el Emperante, 
 Y vereis quien bien os quiere, 
 Y quien os queria mal. 
 For buetio que sea Celinos, 
 Vos sois de tan buen linage, 
 Y teneis vos tantas tierras, 
 Y diuero que gastar ; 
 Nosotros prometeinos 
 Con juramento en verdad. 
 
 Somos diez mil caballeros, 
 Y Franceses naturales, 
 De por vos perder la vida, 
 Y quanto habemos gastar. 
 
 Quitado el Emperador, 
 Contra qualquier otro grande. 
 
 El Conde que aquesto oyera 
 Respuesta ninguna hace, 
 Da de espuelas al Caballo ; 
 Y empieza de caminar, 
 La buelta va de Paris, 
 Como aquel que bien lo sabe. 
 
 Quando fue & una Jornada, 
 De Cortes del Emperante, 
 Otra vez Heg6 a los suyos, 
 Y les empieza de hablar
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 215 
 
 "Go then to our Lord the Emperor, 
 
 " To his court your way pursue ; 
 " There you'll learn who seeks your vantage, 
 
 " Who has sought your mischief too. 
 
 " Lands you have, and fair possessions, 
 
 "And abundant wealth to spend ; 
 " And, moreo'er, your faithful soldiers 
 
 " Will your honest cause defend. 
 
 " We are full ten thousand warriors 
 
 " Of a bold detennio'd race; 
 " And for your sake ev'ry danger 
 
 " \Vith a gen'rous zeal we face. 
 
 " Save the Emperor's royal person, 
 
 " Ev'ry other Chief we scorn ; 
 " Never shall our minds ignobly 
 
 " Stoop to any mortal born." 
 
 This bold speech the good Count hearing, 
 
 Not a single word reply'd, 
 But, his steed with ardor spurring, 
 
 Tow'rds the royal city hied ; 
 
 And, when one dav's journey distant 
 From the Emperor and hiscouit, 
 
 To his valiant soldiers .>peakin-4 
 Thus did he again resort :
 
 316 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS, 
 
 Esforzados caballeros, 
 Quiero una cosa rogar, 
 Yo tome vuestro consejo, 
 El mio querais toiuar. 
 
 Que si entro en Paris 
 Con exercito Real, 
 Saldra por mi el Emperador, 
 Con todos los principales ; 
 
 Si en verme no me conoce, 
 Conocermeha en el hablar. 
 Y assi sabre por cierto 
 Todo mi bien, y mi mal. 
 Al que no tiene dineros 
 Yo le dare en que gastar. 
 Los unos buelvan a zaga, 
 Otros passan adelante, 
 Otros al rededor posseen 
 En las villas y ciudades. 
 
 Solo con cien caballeros 
 Entrare en la ciudad, 
 De noche ya escurecida 
 Nadie de mi sabra parte. 
 
 Vosotros en ocho dias, 
 Podeis poco a poco entrar, 
 Hallereisme en los palacios 
 De mi tio Don Beltran.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 217 
 
 " Gallant cavaliers and soldiers, 
 
 " Once more listen for my sake ; 
 *' Now that I your counsel follow, 
 
 *' Mine with like persuasion take. 
 
 " Shou'd our army to fair Paris 
 
 " Thus its stately march pursue, 
 " Forth the King will come to meet us, 
 
 " And his train of nobles too; 
 
 " And though none may know my person, 
 " Yet my speech will sure bewray : 
 
 " Let me, then, entreat in friendship 
 " Some few troops behind to stay ; 
 
 " And let others journey forward 
 
 " To the towns and cities round ; 
 " Thus I soon shall know my fortune, 
 
 *' If with good or evil crown'd. 
 
 " With a hundred friends to guard me 
 
 " Will I to the city go ; 
 " In the dark night boldly ent'ring, 
 
 " None our persons thus shall know. 
 
 " And in eight days' space unnotic'd 
 
 " You may by degrees repair 
 " To my uncle Bertram's palace, 
 
 " Sure to find me station'*.! there.
 
 218 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Apparejareos posadas 
 U* diueros que gastar, 
 Todos fueron muy contentos, 
 Pucs al Conde assi le place. 
 
 Noche era escurecida, 
 Cerca diez horas, 6 mas, 
 Quando entrd el Conde Irlos 
 En Paris esse Ciudad. 
 
 Derecho va a los Palacios 
 De su tio Doii Beltran, 
 Para el qual atravesabaii 
 Por medio de la Ciudad. 
 
 Vido assoniar tantas bachas, 
 Gente de annas mucho mas, 
 Por donde el passar havia, 
 Poralli van a passar. 
 
 El Conde desque los vido, 
 Los suyos mand6 aparlar ; * 
 Uesque todos son passadus 
 El postrero fue a llainar. 
 
 Por Dios te ruego escudero, 
 Me digas una verdad : 
 Quien sou esla gente de armas, 
 Que ahora van por la Citidad ? 
 
 * The single U is a very obsolete word for i in old Spanish.
 
 COUNT TRLOS. 2 If) 
 
 " I shall carefully prepare you 
 " Quarters, and the best of food.*' 
 
 All his friends the speech approving, 
 Judg'd the counsel wise and good. 
 
 On a night when stars appear'd not, 
 When 'twas ten o'clock and more, 
 
 Brave Count Irlos tow'rds the city 
 With his guards undaunted bore. 
 
 To his uncle Bertram's palace 
 
 Forward he pursu'd his course, 
 Through the very midst of Paris 
 
 Riding on his noble horse. 
 
 When on all sides torches blazing, 
 
 And a soldier train he spies, 
 Who pursue the way where wending 
 
 Brave Count I ilos' passage lies; 
 
 When the valiant Count perceiv'd them, 
 
 All his troops he drew aside ; 
 Let them pass, and to the hindmost 
 
 Thus in gentle accents cry'd : 
 
 " Cavalier, for heav'n's sake, tell me 
 " What these warlike people mean, 
 
 " Who in arms amidst the city 
 " At so late an hour are seen 1"
 
 020 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 El escudero que esto oyera, 
 Tal respuesta le fue a dar ; 
 Senor la Condesa de Itlos 
 Viene del Palacio Real, 
 
 Sobre un pleyto & contrastar : 
 Oliveros y Roldan, 
 Son los que en medio la llevan, 
 Reynaldos, y Don Belt ran. 
 
 Aquellos que van postreros, 
 Donde tantas luces van, 
 Son el Infante Gayferos, 
 Y el fuerte Merian. 
 
 El Conde que aqucsto oyera 
 Se sale de la Ciuclad, 
 Debaxo de una espesura 
 Muy cerca se fue a posar. 
 
 Diciendo esta a los suyos, 
 Que no es hora de entrar, 
 Que desque scan apeados 
 Tornaran a cavalgar. 
 
 Yo quiero entrar en tal hora, 
 Que de mi no sepan parte ; 
 Alii cstaba razonando 
 De armas, y hechos grandes.
 
 COUNt IRLOS. 221 
 
 Thus the Squire his question answer'd, 
 
 " Signer, you shall briefly hear ; 
 " Countess Irlos from the palace 
 
 " Comes with many a noble Peer. 
 
 " Oliveros and Orlando 
 
 " Guard her first on either side ; 
 " Brave Rinaldo and Count Bertram 
 
 " In the rear together ride. 
 
 " And where all those numerous torches 
 " Mid the streets resplendent blaze, 
 
 " Prince Gayferos and Prince Merian 
 " Onward jointly bend their ways." 
 
 When the Squire his speech had ended, 
 
 Back the Count returning goes, 
 And awhile without the city 
 
 Midst a thicket seeks repose. 
 
 " Friends, it is too soon to enter, 
 
 " Let our noble train alight ; 
 " And the torches be extiiiguish'd, 
 
 " That too much illume the night. 
 
 " At midnight we'll gain the city, 
 
 " When we best may pass unknown." 
 
 Now, of gallant feats conversing, 
 Two full hours were shortly flown.
 
 222 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Hasta la media noche, 
 Los Gallos querian cantar, 
 Buelven riendas a los Cavallos' 
 Y entrase en la Ciudad, 
 
 La buelta de los Palacios 
 Del buen Conde Don Beltran, 
 Antes de llegar a ellos, 
 De dos calles, y aun mas ; 
 
 Tantas cadenas hay puestas 
 Que ellos no pueden passar, 
 Lanzas le ponen al pecho 
 No cessando de hablar. 
 
 Buelta, buelta, Caballeros, 
 Que por aqui no bay passar, 
 Que aqui estan los Palacios 
 Del buen Conde Don Beltran, 
 
 Enemigo de Oliveros, 
 Y enemigo de Roldan, 
 Enemigo de Velardos, 
 De Celinos el Infante. 
 
 El Conde que aquesto oyera 
 Presto tal respuesta hace ; 
 Ruegote el Caballero 
 Que me quieras escuchar :
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 223 
 
 Midnight 'tis, and hark ! the watchful 
 
 Codk the early matins crows, 
 To the city with his Captains 
 
 Back the Count advent'rous goes : 
 
 To his uncle Bertram's palace 
 
 Riding bends without delay, 
 But two streets before he reach'd it 
 
 Chains he found to bar the way. 
 
 To his breast a sharp lance pointing, 
 Loudly does some Guard exclaim, 
 
 " Cavalier, turn back, you pass not ; 
 
 " Back with speed, then, whence you came ! 
 
 " This is good Count Bertram's palace, 
 
 " And he bade us guard it well ; 
 " We obey, and none shall enter 
 
 " Till his errand first he tell. 
 
 " Oliveros and Orlando, 
 
 " And Belardos, are his foes ; 
 " These fierce Knights, and Prince Celinos, 
 
 " We by his command oppose." 
 
 These same welcome accents hearing, 
 
 Gently thus the Count reply'd, 
 " Friend, I pr'ythee deign to listen ; 
 
 " Whilst I speak with patience, bide.
 
 224 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Anda ve, y dile luego 
 A tu Senor Don Beltran, 
 Que aqui esta un mensagero, 
 Que viene de allende el mar, 
 Con cartas del Conde de Irlos, 
 Su buen sobrino carnal. 
 El hidalgo con placer 
 Comienza de aguijar, 
 Presto las nuevas le daba 
 Al buen Conde Don Beltran. 
 
 En la camara le hallo, 
 Que se queria acostar ; 
 Desque tal nueva oyera, 
 Torno a vestir, y calzar. 
 
 Caballeros al rededor 
 Trecientos trae por guarda, 
 Muchas hacas encendidas, 
 Al patio hace baxar. 
 
 Y mand6 que al mensagero 
 Solo dexassen entrar ; 
 Quando fue en el patio, 
 Con la mucha claridad, 
 Mirandole esta mirando, 
 Viendole conio salvage, 
 Como el que esta espantado, 
 A el no se ossa llegar. 
 Baxito el Conde le habla, 
 Daudole muchas senales ;
 
 COUNT IRLO8. 225 
 
 " You shall tell my Lord Count Bertram 
 " That I have some tidings brought 
 
 " From his nephew, brave Count Irlos, 
 " Who in distant regions fought." 
 
 Pleas'd to hear it, to his palace 
 Quick the soldier speeds his way, 
 
 And, this happy news relating, 
 Does in joyous sounds display. 
 
 On his couch he found him resting ; 
 
 When the welcome tale he heard, 
 In his lightest garments dressing, 
 
 From his chamber he appear 'd. 
 
 All his Knights and Squires attending, 
 Full three hundred, round him go, 
 
 And with torches briskly burning 
 To the court descend below. 
 
 " Let no other," cry'd Count Bertram, 
 
 *' But the messenger alone, 
 " Gain admittance :" then Count Irlos 
 
 Was by torchlight plainly shewn. 
 
 Such a savage wild appearing, 
 
 Not a soul would venture nearf 
 Low he speaks to good Count Bertram, 
 
 Accents he rejoic'd to hear. 
 
 VOL, I. Q
 
 226 DEL CONDE DE IfcLOS. 
 
 Don Beltran le conoci6 
 Entonces en el hablar : 
 Y con brazos abiertos 
 Corre para le abrazar, 
 Diciendole esta sobrino 
 Con alegre suspirar. 
 El Conde le esta rogando, 
 Que nadie del sepa parte ; 
 Embia presto a las plazas 
 Carnicerias otro que tal, 
 For mercarles de cena 
 Y mand61a aparejar ; 
 Manda que sus Caballeros 
 Todos les dexen entrar. 
 Que los toruen los caballos, 
 Y los hagan bieu pensar; 
 Abren muy grandes estudios, 
 Mandanlos aposentar. 
 Entra el Conde, y los suyos> 
 Ninguno otro puede entrar, 
 Porque al Conde no conozcan, 
 Ni que del supiessen parte. 
 Vereis todos en palacio, 
 Unos con otros hablar ; 
 Si es este el Conde Irlos, 
 O quien otro puede estar, 
 Segun el recibimiento 
 Que le ha hecho Don Beltran. 
 Oidb ha la Condesa 
 Las grandes voces que dan, 
 Mando llamar sus donrellas, 
 Y comenzdlas de hablar.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 227- 
 
 In his arms then fondly rushing, 
 
 " Welcome," cry'd he, " welcome home ! 
 " Nephew,.in a happy moment 
 " Back to France you truly come." 
 
 *' Uncle, let me first entreat you 
 
 " None may our arrival know ; 
 " Free admittance to your palace. 
 
 " To my people then bestow." 
 
 Now a noble feast commanding, 
 
 Bertram hastes a splendid cheer, 
 No attendant with his nephew, 
 
 Or his warriors suff'ring near. 
 
 All their steeds too in his stables 
 Good Count Bertram next receives ; 
 
 Hay, and corn, and cleanly litter, 
 To the noble chargers gives. 
 
 In amazement all the palace 
 
 This reception friendly see ; 
 " If 'tis not renown'd Count Irlos, 
 
 " Who then can the stranger be T 
 
 When the Countess heard the tumult, 
 
 Silence thus aloud she broke ; 
 Round her all her damsels calling, 
 
 As with hasty words she spoke: 
 
 Q 2
 
 DEL CONDE I>E IRLOS, 
 
 Que es aquesto mis doncellas ? 
 No me lo querais negar, 
 Que esta noche tanta gente 
 Por palacio siento andar. 
 
 Decidme, no es el Senor 
 El mi tio Don Beltran t 
 Si quiza dentro en mis tierras 
 Roldan ha hecho algun inal 1 
 
 Las doncellas que lo oyeron, 
 Tal respuesta van a dar ; 
 Lo que vos sentis, Senora, 
 No son nuevas de pesar. 
 
 Porque un hombre ha venido 
 En figura de salvage ; 
 Con el muchos caballeros, 
 Gran a<?atamfento le hacen, 
 Muy rica cena le guisa 
 El buen Conde Don Beltran. 
 Uno dice es mensagero, 
 Que viene de allende el mar ; 
 Otros, que es el Conde Irlos, 
 Nuestro senor natural. 
 
 Alia se ban encerrado, 
 Que nadie no puede entrar : 
 Segun ven el aparejo, 
 Creen todos ser verdad.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 
 
 " Tell me, gentle damsels, tell me, 
 " What does all this tumult mean? 
 
 *' Why this sudden train of warriors 
 " In iny uncle's palace seen ? 
 
 " Has Orlando and his Captains, 
 " With a bold presumptuous hand, 
 
 " From his mansion driv'n my uncle.; 
 " Mean they, too, to seize my land 1" 
 
 " What you hear," the damsels answ'ring 
 To the Countess, thus exclaim, 
 
 " Are no plaintive notes of sorrow, 
 " But some joyous news proclaim. 
 
 " Hither like a savage 'coutred 
 
 " Has some Knight admittance found, 
 
 " And a banquet is preparing 
 
 " For himself and Captains round. 
 
 " Some suppose him but a courier 
 " Come from countries o'er the sea ; 
 
 " Others that 'tis brave Count Irios, 
 " In this savage guise comes he. 
 
 " But so close the door is fasten'd, 
 
 " Entrance is to all deny'd : 
 " What the truth at last may tell us 
 
 " Careful, for a time, they bide."
 
 230 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 La Condesa que esto oyera, 
 De la cama fue a saltar, 
 Apriessa pide el vestido, 
 Apriessa pide el calzar. 
 
 Muchas duenas y donzellas 
 Empiezan y& de aguijar, 
 A las puertas de la quadra 
 Grandes golpes manda dar. 
 
 i A Don Beltran llama apriessa, 
 Que dentro la dexe entrar. 
 No queria el Conde Irlos, 
 Que la dexassen entrar ; 
 
 Don Beltran salio a la puerta, 
 No cessando de hablar ; 
 Que es esto, senora prima, 
 No tengais priessa tan grande ; 
 
 Que aun no saben las nuevas 
 Que el mensagero me trae, 
 Porque es de tierras agenas, 
 Y no entiende el lenguags
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 231 
 
 When the wond'ring Countess heard it, 
 From her couch she leap'd in haste, 
 
 And, her robes about her throwing, 
 From her chamber instant pac'd. 
 
 Round her march her lovely damsels ; 
 
 Tow'rds the fair saloon they bend ; 
 Where the Cavaliers are sitting. 
 
 There her hasty steps attend. 
 
 For admittance loudly knocking, 
 
 To her uncle " Hark !" she cries ; 
 But Count Irlos not consenting, 
 
 He the humble boon denies. 
 
 To the door went noble Bertram, 
 
 And the Countess thus address'd, 
 " Why so hasty ? let me beg you 
 
 " Not to break the hours of rest. 
 
 " Yet unknown to us the tidings 
 
 " By this trusty courier brought : 
 " Niece, when we have learnt his story, 
 
 " You shall be immediate sought. 
 
 " Trust me, 'tis a stranger only 
 
 " From a distant foreign land, 
 " And his rude and barb'rous language 
 
 " None of us can understand."
 
 BEL CONK DE IRLOS. 
 
 Mas la Condesa por esso 
 No quiso sino entrar, 
 Que a mensagero del Conde 
 Ella lo quiere honrar. 
 De la mano la entrura 
 Esse Conde Don Beltran ; 
 Desque ella estuvo dentro, 
 Empez61e de mirar, 
 Meneando la cabeza, 
 No cessa de suspirar ; 
 Mas el Conde se cubria 
 Con los cabellos la faz : 
 Desque la Condesa vido 
 Que uadie ossaba hablar, 
 Con una voz nmy huiuilde 
 Empieza de razonar : 
 Por Dios os ruego mi tio, 
 Por Dios os quiero rogar, 
 Pues que aqueste mensagero 
 Es de tan lexos lugar, 
 Que si no trae dineros, 
 Ni tuviesse que gastar, 
 Decid si algo le ialta, 
 Lo dexe de demandar : 
 Pagar le hemos su gente, 
 Y darle bemos que gastar, 
 Pues viene por mi Senor, 
 Y no le puedo faltar 
 A el, y a todos lossuyos, 
 Aunque fuerou muchos mas.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 233 
 
 But the Countess persevering, 
 
 Would not this denial take ; 
 " Tis my Lord's own trusty courier, 
 
 " Whom I'll honor for his sake." 
 
 By the hand the Count then led her ; 
 
 Round she cast a timid eye, 
 And, her head in anguish shaking, 
 
 Drew a long distressful sigh ; 
 
 For Count Irlos hid his visage 
 
 Witli his flowing tressy hair : 
 When the Countess found all silent, 
 
 Thus spoke she with gentle air : 
 
 " Uncle, for heav'u's sake I beg you, 
 
 " And I beg you o'er again, 
 " Since so distant conies this courier, 
 
 " Crossing o'er the stormy main ; 
 
 " With him if he brings no money, 
 " All that he may wish to spend, 
 
 " You will let him lack for nothing, 
 " But most kindly stand his friend : 
 
 " Though the train that here attends him 
 
 " Were ten times as many more, 
 
 M You will let him have abundance 
 
 " From our unexhausted store."
 
 234 DEL CONDE DE 1RLOS. 
 
 Estas palabras hablando, 
 No cessaba de Ilorar, 
 Mancibilla a su marido, 
 Con el grande amor que ha, 
 
 Pensando de consolarla 
 Acordo de la abrazar, 
 Y con los brazos abiertos, 
 Iba para la tomar. 
 
 La Condesa espantada 
 Pusose tras Don Beltran, 
 Mas el Conde con suspires, 
 Comenzdle de hablar. 
 
 No huvades la Condesa, 
 No os querais espantar, 
 Que yosoyel Conde Irlos, 
 Vuestro marido carnal. 
 
 Estos son aqueilos brazos, 
 En que sohas holgar ; 
 Con las nianos se apartara, 
 Los cabellos de la faz. 
 
 i 
 
 Conociole la Condesa 
 Entonces en el hablar, 
 En sus brazos ella se echa, 
 No cessando de Ilorar,
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 235 
 
 Weeping then approach'd she near him, 
 
 Wishing well to view the mieii 
 Of the stranger, that so lately 
 
 Had her much-lov'd husband seen. 
 
 He, with love that moment melting, 
 
 Open throws his eager arms, 
 In a wann embrace to clasp her, 
 
 But with sudden fear alarms. 
 
 Close behind her uncle Bertram 
 
 Fast for refuge see she flies. 
 Whilst Count Irlos, softly sighing, 
 
 In these soothing accents cries : 
 
 " Fly not, gentle Countess, fly not ; 
 
 " No wild savage do you see, 
 " But behold your lov'd Count Irlos, 
 
 " Your own faithful Lord, in me. 
 
 *' These the arms in whose embraces 
 " Once you took such sweet delight." 
 
 From his face the hair then smoothing, 
 Now she had a perfect sight. 
 
 By his voice at once she knew him, 
 
 Tears of s. wee test joy she shed ; 
 To his arms transported flying, 
 
 On his face she leau'd her head.
 
 236 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Qufc es aquesto mi Senor, 
 Quien vos hizo ser salvage ? 
 No es este aquel gesto 
 Que vos teniades antes. 
 
 Quitenvos aquestas armas, 
 Otras luego os quieren dar, 
 Traygan de aquellos vestidos 
 Que soliades llevar. 
 
 Ya les paraban las mesas, 
 Y& les daban a cenar, 
 Quando empezo la Condesa 
 A decir assi, y hablar. 
 
 Cierto parece senor, 
 
 Que lo haremos rnuy mal, 
 
 Que estando el Conde en su tierra 
 
 Y su heredad natural, 
 
 A los que su honra miraron, 
 
 No embiemos avisar. 
 
 No lo digo por Gayferos, 
 Y su hermano Merian, 
 Sino por el esforzado 
 Reynaldos de Montalvan. 
 Bien sabedes senor tio, 
 Quanto se quiso mostrar, 
 Siendo siempre conocido 
 Con ira, y sana Roldan.
 
 COUNT 1RLOS. J37 
 
 " Ah ! my Lord, what foe has driv'n you 
 
 " To embrace this savage state ? 
 " Not thus was I wont to see you ; 
 
 " Hard, indeed, has been your fate ! 
 
 " Once, in manly beauty blooming, 
 
 " None with equal glory shone ; 
 " Then you woo'd my heart, and won if, 
 
 " And it cherish'd you alone. 
 
 *' This vile garb, off let me take it, 
 " And your better vests prepare, 
 
 " That in days of happier fortune 
 " You were wont with pride to wear. 
 
 " But, my noble uncle Bertram, 
 
 "It becomes us sure to send 
 " News of my dear Lord's arrival 
 
 " To each faithful, valu'd friend. 
 
 *' Those that long have done us honor, 
 
 " Not for Prince Gayferos' sake, 
 " Or his noble brother Merian, 
 
 *' Who will kind excuses take ; 
 
 ** But Rinaldo's of Montalban, 
 
 ** Well his gen'rous worth we know, 
 
 *' For his aid was nobly granted 
 " When Orlando was our foe."
 
 238 DEL CONDE DE 7RLOS. 
 
 Llamaron dos caballeros, 
 De aquellos nmy principales ; 
 Uno embian a Gayferos, 
 Otro al de Montaivan. 
 
 Apriessa viene Gayferos, 
 Apriessa, y no de vagar, 
 Desque vido la Condesa 
 En brazos de aquel salvage, 
 
 A ellos presto se allega, 
 Y erapez61es de hablar. 
 Desque el Conde alii lo vido 
 Levantose a le abrazar. 
 
 Y desque se ban conocido^ 
 Gran acatiuriento le hace. 
 
 Yk puestas eran las mesas, 
 Yi-t les daban de cenar, 
 La Condesa lo servia, 
 Y estaba siempre delante, 
 Quando llego Don Reynaldos, 
 Reynaldos de Moiitalvan,
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 
 
 Cavaliers then two dispatching, 
 
 To Rinaldo one they sent, 
 And the second to Gayferos 
 
 With a friendly message went. 
 
 All in haste arrives Gayferos, 
 Wond'ring in such savage arms 
 
 Unreserv'd to see the Countess 
 Yield her fair uublemish'd charms. 
 
 To the noble pair still nearer 
 Then with hasty step he drew, 
 
 And his ancient friend Count Irlos 
 In a happy moment knew. 
 
 With what joy their bosoms throbbing 
 Swiftly to each other spring, 
 
 And awhile in mutual transport 
 Round each other fondly cling ! 
 
 Now the tables amply spreading, 
 Soon they saw the festive board 
 
 With abundant wines and viands, 
 And the choicest dainties, stor'd. 
 
 On her Lord the Countess waiting. 
 More and more his presence cheer'd. 
 
 Till Rinaldo of Montalban 
 In the banquet-room appear'd.
 
 240 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Y desque el Conde lo vido, 
 Huvo un placer muy grande ; 
 Con una vox amorosa, 
 Le empezara de hablar : 
 O esforzado Conde Irlos 
 Vuestra venida me place, 
 Porque ahora vuestros pleytos 
 Mejor se podran librar. 
 Mas si yo fuera creldo, 
 No huviera que pleytear, 
 O no halleredes a mi vivo, 
 O al Paladin Roldau. 
 El Conde que aquesto oyera, 
 Grandes mercedes le hace ; 
 Juramento dice he hecho 
 Sobre un libro Missal, 
 De jamas quitar las armas, 
 Ki con la Condesa hoi gar, 
 Hasta que haya cuniplido 
 Toda la su voluntad. 
 El concierto que ellos tienen 
 Por mejor, y natural, 
 Es, que en el otro dia, 
 Quedando, y ante el Emperante, 
 Vaya el Conde al Palacio, 
 Por la mano le besar ; 
 Toda la noche passaron 
 Descansando en hablar. 
 Quando vino el otro dia, 
 A la hora de yantar, 
 Cavalgara el Conde Irlos, 
 Muy reales annas trae.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 241 
 
 Boundless was the hero's pleasure 
 When the noble Count he view'd ; 
 
 Many a tender welcome giving, 
 His kind speech he thus pursu'd : 
 
 " O ! a thousand times it glads me 
 
 " To behold my worthy friend ; 
 "All the tedious suits his absence 
 
 " Caus'd shall now for ever end. 
 
 " Yet to me had others listen'd, 
 *' There had been no tedious suit, 
 
 " Or my death, or Count Orlando's, 
 " Soon had ended the dispute." 
 
 " Thanks, my friend !" cry'd brave Count Irlos, 
 
 And upon the mass-book swore 
 Straitly to pursue his counsels, 
 
 Nor to quit his arms before. 
 
 Then agreed the Chiefs Count Irlos 
 
 With the early morn shou'd go, 
 And his person to the Emperor 
 
 In his audience-chamber shew. 
 
 All the night in converse sitting 
 
 Did the gallant warriors spend, 
 And towards the royal palace 
 
 At the hour of council bend. 
 
 VOL. i. R
 
 242 DEL CONDE DE 1RLOS. 
 
 Y enciraa un collan de oro, 
 Y una ropa rozagante, 
 Solo con cien caballeros, 
 Que no queria mas llevar. 
 
 A la izquierda Don Gayferos, 
 A la diestra Don Beltran, 
 Vienensea los Palacios 
 De Carlos el Emperante. 
 
 Quantos Grandes alii hallan 
 Acatamiento le baceti, 
 For honra de Don Gayferos, 
 Que era suya la ciudad. 
 
 Quando entro en la gran sala 
 Hallan alii al Emperante. 
 Assentado esta a la Mesa, 
 Que le daban de yantar. 
 
 Con el esta Oliveros, 
 Y con el esta Roldan, 
 Con el esta Baldovinos, 
 Y Celinos el Infante.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 243. 
 
 Richly drest, a collar wearing 
 
 Round his neck of well-wrought gold, 
 
 Goes the Count in crimson vesture, 
 Like a monarch to behold. 
 
 Round him guards a hundred walking. 
 
 (For he chose to take no more ;) 
 At his left hand, Prince Gayferos, 
 
 Bertram at his right he bore. 
 
 At the royal gates arriving, 
 
 When his train the Courtiers saw, 
 
 And the Count with other Chieftains 
 Tow'rds the presence-chamber draw ; 
 
 For the honor of Gayferos, 
 
 Lord of Paris so renown'd, 
 Highly noble was the greeting 
 
 From the gallant Peers he found. 
 
 When the rich saloon they enter'd, 
 They perceiv'd the Eniperor there, 
 
 At the breakfast table seated, 
 Eating of his sumptuous fare. 
 
 Near him valiant Oliveros, 
 
 And Orlando first they view ; 
 Baldwin, that illustrious chieftain, 
 
 And the Prince Celinos too. 
 
 R2
 
 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Con el estan Grandes muchos 
 De Francia la natural, 
 Y entrando por la sala 
 Grande reverencia hacen. 
 
 Al Emperador saludan, 
 Los tres juntos a la par. 
 Desque Don Roldan los vido 
 Presto se fue a le van tar, 
 Apriessa a Celinos llama, 
 No cessando de hablar. 
 Cavalgar presto Celinos, 
 No esteis mas en la ciudad, 
 Que quiero perder la vida, 
 Si bien mirais la senal. 
 Si aquel no es el Conde Irlos, 
 Que viene como salvage, 
 Yo quedare por vos, primo, 
 Si algo querran demandar. 
 
 Yk cavalga Don Celinos, 
 Y sale de la ciudad, 
 Con el va gran gente de armas, 
 Por haverle de guardar. 
 
 Y el Conde, y Don Gayferos 
 Llegaronse al Einperaute, 
 La niano besar le quieren, 
 Y el no se la quiere dar.
 
 COUNT 1RLOS. 245 
 
 Many another Knight was present 
 
 Of tli' imperial court of France ; 
 Lowly makes the Count obeisance, 
 
 Forward as his steps advance : 
 
 First salutes the royal Emperor, 
 
 Then the three that sat beside ; 
 But when Count Orlando saw him, 
 
 To Celiuos swift he cry'd, 
 
 " Haste thee, haste thee from the city, 
 
 " If a safe retreat you chuse ; 
 " But a single moment wasting, 
 
 " Life itself you surely lose! 
 
 " Yonder comes renown'd Count Irlos, 
 
 " Like a savage wild attir'd ; 
 " I shall answer ev'ry question 
 
 " You, perchance, may be requir'd." 
 
 From the city rides Celinos, 
 
 Justly mov'd at this alarm ; 
 Many a warrior rides forth with him, 
 
 To defend his life from harm. 
 
 But the Count and Prince Gayferos 
 
 To the Emperor jointly go ; 
 And, to kiss his hand requesting, 
 
 He wou'd not his hand bestow.
 
 246 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Mas esta maravillado, 
 Diciendo, quien puede estar ? 
 El Conde que assi lo vido 
 Empezole de hablar. 
 
 No sc admire vuestra Alteza, 
 Que no os de maravillar, 
 Que quien dixo que era rauerto 
 Mintio, y no dixo verdad. 
 
 Yo, senor, soy el Conde Irlos, 
 Vuestro servidor leal ; 
 Mas los malos Caballeros, 
 Siempre presumen lo mal. 
 
 Conocido le ban todos 
 Entonces en el bablar, 
 El Einperador se levanta. 
 Y empez61e de abrazar. 
 
 Y mando salir a todos, 
 Y las puertas bien cerradas ; 
 Solo queda Oliveros, 
 Y el Paladin Roldan, 
 
 El Conde Irlos, y Gayferos, 
 Y el btien viejo Don Beltran, 
 .\ssent6se el Emperador, 
 Y a todos mando assentar
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 247 
 
 Highly marv'lling within him 
 
 Who this stranger Chief cou'd be ; 
 Thus the Count, when he so plainly 
 
 Did the Emperor's wonder see, 
 
 " Let not thus your Highness marvel 
 
 " To behold me safe once more ; 
 " Those that call'd me dead deceiv'd you, 
 
 " Arid a wicked falsehood swore. 
 
 " I'm your loyal Knight Count Irlos ; 
 
 " I'm your servant firm and true: 
 " Evil light on those whose falsehood 
 
 ' From my absence mischief drew !" 
 
 Ev'ry Knight then present knew him, 
 
 For his voice the Chief bewray'd ; 
 When the Emperor, instant rising, 
 
 Ev'ry mark of joy display'd. 
 
 From the presence-chamber bending, 
 
 Ev'ry other Knight retires ; 
 Oliveros and Orlando, 
 
 These the King alone requires : 
 
 Old Count Bertram, Prince Gayferos, 
 
 And Count Irlos so renown'd ; 
 When, his seat the Emperor taking, 
 Bids the nobles lit around j
 
 248 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Entonces con voz bumilde 
 Le empezo de hablar. 
 Esforzado Coude Irlos, 
 Vuestra venida ine place. 
 
 Aunque de vuestro enojo 
 No es de tener pesar. 
 Porque no hay cargo ninguuo, 
 Ni verguenza otro que tal, 
 
 Que si cas6 la Condesa, 
 No cierto a su voluutad, 
 Si no a porfia mia, 
 Y a ruegos de Don Beltran ; 
 
 Y con tantas condiciones, 
 Que es muy largo de contar, 
 Porque siempre ha inostrado 
 Teneros amor muy grande* 
 
 Si ha errado Celinos, 
 Hizolo con mocedad, 
 En escribir que erades rnuert 
 Pues no era verdad.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 2*49 
 
 And, with mild complacence looking, 
 
 Silence thus he gently broke, 
 But to brave Count Irlos chiefly 
 
 In the kindest accents spoke. 
 
 " Valiant and illustrious Baron, 
 
 " Your arrival gives me joy ; 
 " Fain would I within your bosom 
 
 " Ev'ry source of pain destroy. 
 
 " On your lovely, faithful Countess 
 
 ' Can no foul reproach be laid, 
 *' Since 'twas still against her pleasure 
 
 " With the youthful Prince to wed. 
 
 " Twas alone at my entreaty ; 
 
 (" Though I let Count Bertram make 
 " What conditions best might please him 
 
 " For the gentle Countess' sake.) 
 
 " Ever have I highly lov'd you, 
 
 " Lov'd with friendship most sincere ; 
 " Doubt not, then, how much it griev'd me 
 i * " Your untimely death to hear. 
 
 " Kindly overlook his error; 
 
 " And impute it to his youth, 
 " That Celinos feign'd those letters, 
 
 " Erring from the happy truth.
 
 DEL CONOE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Mas por esse nuuca quise 
 A ella dexar tocar, 
 Menos a tos desposorios 
 A el no dexa estar. 
 
 Mas por el fue presentado 
 Este Paladin Roldan. 
 Mas la culpa Conde es vuestra, 
 Y a vos la debeis dar, 
 
 Para ser vos tan discreta, 
 Esforzado, y de linage. 
 Dexastes muger herinosa, 
 Moza, y de poca edad ; 
 
 Si no de vista, por cartas, 
 La debierais visitar ; 
 A saber que a la partida 
 Llebavades granpesar. 
 
 No embiara a vos el Conde, 
 Que a otros pudiera embiar ; 
 Por ser vos bueno Caballero v 
 Solo a vos quise embiar. 
 

 
 COUNT IRLOS. 251 
 
 " Though no more I thought you living, 
 " Yet my gen'rous bosom spurn'd 
 
 " Ev'ry forc'd unfriendly influence 
 " When with love Celinos burn'd. ,. 
 
 " And, if noble Count Orlando 
 
 " Undertook the Prince's cause, 
 " Thus a hateful suit pursuing 
 
 " la the common course of laws ; 
 
 " Recollect, good Count, that surely 
 " For this suit you're most to blame t 
 
 " One so noble, one so prudent, 
 " One so high-born, it became, 
 
 " When a wife most fair and lovely 
 
 " At so young an age he left, 
 " If of presence, not of letters, 
 
 " Years to leave her quite bereft. 
 
 " Surely when from her you parted 
 " With such deep distressing grief, 
 
 " Now and then you might have sent her 
 " News of joy and sweet relief; 
 
 " Some brave Cavalier or Chieftain 
 
 " Of your own illustrious band, 
 " Since before the rest I chose you 
 
 " On a foreign shore to land."
 
 252 DEL CONDE T)E IRLOS. 
 
 El ConHe que aquesto oyera, 
 La tal respuesta le hace ; 
 Calle, calle vueslra Altcza, 
 Buen sonor no diga tal, 
 Que no le escuse & Celinos 
 For ser de tan poca edad. 
 
 Que con tales Caballeros, 
 Yo no me acostumbro honrar, 
 For el esta aqui Oliveros, 
 For el est Don Roldan, 
 Que son buenos caballeros, 
 Y los tengo yo por tales ; 
 Consentir estos tal carta, 
 Consentir tan gran nialdad, 
 O me tenian en poco, 
 O a lo menos por cobarde, 
 
 Que sabiendo que era vivo, 
 No les osara demandar, 
 A vuestra Alteza suplico, 
 Carnpo me quiera otorgar. 
 Fues por el pleyto tomaban, 
 Campo pueden acceptar 
 Si no quieren uno a uno, 
 Los dos juntos a la par. 
 Sin perjudicar los mios, 
 Que hay muchos en mi linage, 
 Que a esto, y inucho mas que esto 
 Kecaudo bastan a dar,
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 253 
 
 At this speech the Count* indignant, 
 
 Rising made a prompt reply ; 
 " These excuses for Celinos, 
 
 " I, my Lord, shall pass them by. 
 
 " Thoughtless, sad experience tells u* 
 
 " Is the tender age of youth, 
 " Yet an inward guide convicts us, 
 
 " When we leap the bounds of truth, 
 
 " To him then no more alluding, 
 
 " What can Oliveros say ? 
 " Or Orlando, for consenting 
 
 " To this base unmanly way ? 
 
 " When they knew how false the letters, 
 
 " Me they held in poor esteem : 
 " Could they better than a coward 
 
 " Him they so dishonored deem? 
 
 " Conscious that I still was living, 
 
 " To deceit 'twas mean to yield ; 
 " Let me then, my liege, entreat you 
 
 " To accord me open field. 
 
 " Nor to parents, nor to kindred, 
 
 " Ought neglectful I intend ; 
 " Well I know I have amongst them 
 
 " Many a true and valiant friend.
 
 254 DEL CONDE DE IHLOS. 
 
 Porque entiendan que parientes, 
 Y amigos no ban tie faltar, 
 Llevare al esforzado 
 Reynaldos de Montalvan, 
 
 Don Roldan que esto oyera 
 Con gran enojo, y pesar, 
 No por lo que el Conde dixo 
 Que con razon lo vi6 estar* 
 
 Mas en nombrarle a Reynaldos, 
 Buelto se le ha la sangre, 
 Porque los que mal le quieren, 
 En quererle hacer pesar, 
 
 Luego le dan por los ojos 
 Reynaldos de Montalvan. 
 Movido de muy gran sana 
 Luego hab!6 Don Roldan. 
 
 Soy contento Conde de Irlos, 
 Y este mi guante tomad, 
 Y agradeced que venistes 
 Tan presto, y sin mas tardar, 
 
 Que a pesar de quien pesara. 
 Yo los hiciera casar, 
 Sacando i Don Gayferos 
 Sobrino del Emperaute.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 2/>J 
 
 " Ev'ry one would stand forth freely, 
 
 " Wish'd I but to claim his aid ; 
 " But Rinaldo of Montalban 
 
 " Is the choice my soul has made." 
 
 Highly did it grieve Orlando 
 
 When this daring speech he heard, 
 
 Not for what the Count first mentioned, 
 Where the truth so plain appear'd; 
 
 But because he nam'd Rinaldo, 
 
 All his angry blood boil'd o'er, 
 For the Chiefs had view'd each other 
 
 With a jealous eye before. 
 
 And it cut him to the bosom, 
 
 When he heard his rival uam'd : 
 Rising in a furious passion, 
 
 Thus in answer he exclaim'd : 
 
 " I consent, then ; let Count Irlos 
 
 " From the ground my glove uptake, 
 
 (" Thankful that he came so timely ;) 
 " But for Prince Gayferos' sake 
 
 " Surely they had now been wedded, 
 
 " Spite of ev'ry other Chief: 
 " Well I know to fight, if fighting 
 
 " Gives the angry Couut relief!" ."
 
 256 DEL CONUE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Calledes dixo Gayferos, 
 Don Roldan no digais tal, 
 For sobervio, y descortes 
 Los Doce os quieren mal, 
 
 Que otros buenos como vos, 
 Defenderan la otra parte, 
 Que yo faltar no le puedo, 
 Ni dexar passar lo tal. 
 
 Aunque mi priino es Celinos, 
 Hijo hermano de mi madre, 
 Bien sabeis que el Conde Irlos 
 Es hijo hermano de padre. 
 
 Por ser hermano de padre 
 No le tengo de faltar, 
 Porque no passe la vuestra, 
 Ki os podais aventajar. 
 
 Tom6 el guante el Conde Irlos, 
 Y de la sala se sale, 
 Tras el aguija Gayferos, 
 Y tras el va Don Beltran. 
 
 Triste va el Emperador, 
 Hacieudo llantos muy grandes, 
 Viendo a Francia rebuelta, 
 Y a todos los Doce Pares.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 257 
 
 ** Silence ! silence !" cry'd Gayferos, 
 
 " Never boast you car'd for me ; 
 " 111 indeed the Twelve esteem you, 
 
 *' Griev'd your haughty ways to see. 
 
 " Yet there's many a Knight as valiant, 
 
 " Many a one as worthy too ; 
 " Well indeed the thought would please me 
 
 " In the field to cope with you. 
 
 " Prince Celinos is my cousin 
 
 " By my much-lov'd mother's side ; 
 
 " By my father's, brave Count Irlos; 
 " Such my honor, such my pride. 
 
 " For his sake, then, this bold challenge 
 
 " I myself would freely take, 
 *' And for all the injuries done him 
 
 " You should quick atonement make.'* 
 
 Up the glove Count Irlos taking, 
 
 In high choler leaves the hall ; 
 Him brave Prince Gayferos follows. 
 
 And Count Bertram last of all. 
 
 Highly did it grieve the Emperor 
 
 These distressful broils to see ; 
 France involv'd in wild confusion, 
 
 And the Twelve Peers disagree. 
 
 VOL, i. S
 
 258 BEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Desque Reynaldos lo supo 
 Huvo della placer grande, 
 Palabras decia al Conde 
 Mostrandoie voluntad. 
 
 Esforzado Conde de Irlos, 
 Lo que haveis hecho me place, 
 Y nmcho mas en el campo, 
 Contra Oliveros, y Roldan. 
 
 Rogaros quiero una cosa, 
 No me la querais negar. 
 Si es principal Oliveros, 
 No menos es Don Roldan ; 
 
 Sin agraviar vuestra honra, 
 Con qualquier podeis Irdiar. 
 Pelead con Oliveros, 
 y dexadme a Don Roldan. 
 
 Placeme, dixo el Conde, 
 Reynaldos, pues a vos place. 
 
 Desque supieron las nuevas 
 Los Grandes, y Principales, 
 Que es venido el Conde de Irlos, 
 y que esta en la ciudad, 
 Vereis parientes, y Amigos, 
 Que grandes fiestas le hacca.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 
 
 But, renown'd Rinaldo hearing 
 What had pass'd, his joy express'd, 
 
 And, to brave Count Irlos turning, 
 Thus his hardy speech address'd: 
 
 " Valiant and approv'd Count Irlos, 
 " Know my soul feels sweet delight, 
 
 " Oliveros and Orlando 
 
 " Thus to meet in vent'rous fight. 
 
 " One thing I alone entreat you, 
 " And with gen'rous ardor press ; 
 
 " Stout and brave is Oliveros, 
 " Nor is proud Orlando less. 
 
 " If it will not wound your honor 
 " In the field a choice to see, 
 
 " Take thou valiant Oliveros, 
 " And Orlando leave to me." 
 
 " I'm content," renown'd Count Irlo 
 To his friend Rinaldo cry'd ; 
 
 *' They shall own two stouter warriors 
 " Ne'er fought better side by side." 
 
 When the noble Count's arrival 
 
 Was about the city spread, 
 Forth went many a Lord to see him, 
 
 By pure friendship freely led. 
 
 S2 ,
 
 260 DEL CONDE I>E IRLOS. 
 
 Los que a Roldan mal quieren, 
 Al Conde van a hacer parte, 
 Por lo qual toda la Francia 
 En annas vereis estar ; 
 
 Mas si los Doce quisieran 
 Bien lo pueden remediar ; 
 Mas ninguno en paz les pone, 
 Todos en parcialidad, 
 
 Sino el Arzobispo Turpin, 
 Que es de Francia Cardinal, 
 Del Eraperador sobrino, 
 En esfuerzo principal. 
 
 Aquel solo se ponia, 
 Si los podia apaciguar ; 
 Ellos escuchar no quieren, 
 Tanto se qucrian mal. 
 
 El Emperador que lo supo, 
 Muy grande llanto dello hace, 
 Por perdida dk a Francia, 
 Y a toda la Cbristiandad.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 
 
 Whilst his parents and his kindred 
 
 In his honor ftes display, 
 All that ill esteem Orlando 
 
 To the Count obeisance pay. 
 
 Thus all France was in confusion, 
 Ev'ry Chief appear'd in amis ; 
 
 But the Twelve, had they been watchful, 
 Might have check'd these rude alarms. 
 
 No one peace would make between 'em, 
 
 Not a Noble interfer'd ; 
 None but good Archbishop Turpin 
 
 In this gen 'rous cause appear'd. 
 
 Turpin, royal Charles's nephew, 
 Lord High Cardinal of France, 
 
 He alone this friendly office 
 Strives sincerely to advance. 
 
 But he finds his efforts fruitless ; 
 
 Not a Prince his ear will lend ; 
 Ev'ry one to mild entreaty 
 
 Thinks it a disgrace to bend. 
 
 When the worthy Emperor knew it, 
 Deep his gen'rous grief appear'd ; 
 
 Not the loss of fair France merely, 
 But all Christendom, he tcar'd ;
 
 262 
 
 Dicen que una, y otra parte 
 Con Moros se Iran a juntar, 
 Triste iba, y pensativo, 
 No cessa de suspirar : 
 
 Mas los buenos consejeros 
 Valen en necessidad. 
 Al Emperador aconsejan 
 El remedio que ha de dar, 
 
 Que mande tocar trompetas 
 Y a todos mande juntar. 
 Y el que luego no viniere, 
 Por traydor le mande dar. 
 
 Que la quitara las tierras, 
 Y mandara desterrar. 
 Y con este mandamiento 
 Todos juntado se ban. 
 
 El Emperador en medio, 
 Llorando empez6 a hablar ; 
 Esforzados Caballeros, 
 Y los primos carnales, 
 
 Si diferencias teneis, 
 Vosotros os las buscais ; 
 Todos sois rauy esfor/ados, 
 Todosprhnosde linage:
 
 COUNT IRLO3. 263 
 
 For each party, fierce contending, 
 Threatens with the Moors to join : 
 
 Deeper ev'ry hour his sorrow 
 In his face appears the sign. 
 
 Long he raus'd, till this wise counsel 
 
 Was by some good mind inspir'd, 
 " That each Chief, at sound of trumpet, 
 
 " In the hall should be requir'd ; 
 
 " And whoever duteous came not, 
 
 " Should be as a traitor held, 
 *' Forfeit lands and goods, accounted 
 
 " One that openly rebell'd." 
 
 At this dread imperial mandate 
 
 In the council all unite ; 
 When thus speaks the gracious Emperor, 
 
 Weeping in his Nobles' sight : 
 
 " Valiant Cavaliers and Chieftains, 
 
 " Peers, and loyal Cousins, too, 
 " If a difference reigu among you, 
 
 " On yourselves the wrong you drew. 
 
 " You are all renown'd and valiant, 
 
 " Kinsmen too of lineage fair ; 
 " Cease then, cease these fatal bick'ruigs, 
 
 " And remember what you are.
 
 264 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Acuerdeseos del morir, 
 Y que & Dios haceis pesar, 
 En perderos a vosostros, 
 Y a toda la Christiandad. 
 
 Rogaros quiero una cosa, 
 No os querais euojar, 
 Que sin mi licencia en Francia 
 Canipo no se puede dar. 
 
 Del campo no soy contento, 
 Porque causa no la hay, 
 ,Ni a mi servicio me place, 
 Que se haga cosa tal. 
 
 Ni hay agravio, ni injuria, 
 Que a nadie se pueda dar ; 
 Ni al Conde han enojado 
 Oliveros, ni Roldan, 
 
 Ni el Conde a ellos meno?, 
 Porque se hayan de matar, 
 De ayudar a sus amigos, 
 Ya es la usanza tal, 
 
 Si Celinos ha errado, 
 Con amor, y mocedad, 
 Pues no toco a la Condesa, 
 No ha hecho tanto mal,
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 265 
 
 *' Death remember, and your honor, 
 " And that heav'n you much offend ; 
 
 " Ev'ry Christian highly grieving, 
 " You the Moorish cause befriend. 
 
 " I will ask, and you shall answer, 
 " Let not then the question grieve : 
 
 " Can the h'eld in France be sanction'd, 
 " If the Sov'reign grant not leave? 
 
 " 111 the licence now then suits me ; 
 
 " For no cause I see so great, 
 *' Nor an injury half so weighty, 
 
 " As to move this rancorous hate. 
 
 " Oliveros and Orlando 
 
 " Have not griev'd the Count so high ; 
 *' And the Count has less offended : 
 
 " Why shou'd either seek to die ? 
 
 " Rather let me see sweet friendship 
 " Reign amongst the Peers again ; 
 
 " Then no longer shall my bosom 
 " Groan beneath a load of pain. 
 
 If Celinos err'd, have pity 
 " On his inexperienc'd youth ; 
 " Since he has not bann'd the Countess, 
 " Though he feign'd a vile untruth.
 
 266 DEL CONDE BE IRLOS. 
 
 Que dello merezca muerte, 
 Ni que se haya de dar, 
 
 Ya sebemos que es el Conde 
 Esforzado, y de linage, 
 Y de los grandes seiiores 
 Que en Francia conien pan. 
 
 Y que de quien le enojare 
 
 Se basta a desenqjar, 
 
 Aunque sea el Caballero 
 
 Que en el mundo mejor hay. 
 
 Mas porque sea escarmiento 
 
 A otros houihres de. linage, 
 
 Que ninguno sea osado, 
 
 Ni que putda hacerlo tal, 
 
 Si el estiraare su honra. 
 
 En esto no osara entrar, 
 
 Que amenguemos a Celinos, 
 
 Por villano, y no leal. 
 
 Que entre los Doce Pares, 
 
 No se haya de contar, 
 
 Ni quando el Conde este en Cortes, 
 
 Celinos no puede estar. 
 
 Ni do fuera la Condesa 
 
 El no pueda havitar, 
 
 Y esta honra el Conde de Irlos 
 
 Para siempre se os dara.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 267 
 
 ' Death he merits not, but svirely 
 
 " Some chastisement less severe ; 
 " Therefore, listen to this sentence, 
 
 " Ev'ry word with patience hear. 
 
 " Well you know the Count is valiant, 
 
 " And of an illustrious birth ; 
 " That amongst our gallant Nobles 
 
 " None can boast superior worth. 
 
 " That whoever dares offend him, 
 
 " Dares do much, and seeks his harm, 
 
 " Since a better Knight ne'er lifted 
 " Buckler on his manly arm. 
 
 " That it may, too, serve for warning 
 
 " To all Knights of noble race, 
 " Not by such deceitful actions 
 
 " To incur deserv'd disgrace ; 
 
 *' Henceforth shall no more Celinos 
 " Rank the Twelve bold Peers among, 
 
 *' Nor, whene'er the Count is present, 
 " Shine amidst the courtly throng. 
 
 " Neither shall he range the purlieus 
 " Where he finds the Countess dwell : 
 
 " We shall guard Count Irlos' honor, 
 ' We his friends that love him well,"
 
 268 DEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Don Rolclan que aquesto oyera 
 Presto tal respuesta da ; 
 Mas quiero perder la vida, 
 Que tal h'dy-d de passar. 
 
 El Conde desque lo oyera 
 Presto se fue a levantar, 
 Y con una voz muy alta 
 Empezura de hablar. 
 
 Pues Don Roldan yo os quiero 
 Por mi, y ei de Monlalvan, 
 Que dentro de los tres dias 
 En campo hayais de estar, 
 Sino a vos y a Oliveros 
 Daros hemos por cobardes. 
 
 Placeme dixo Roldan, 
 Y aim si queredes antes. 
 
 Vereis llantos en Palacio, 
 Que al cielo quieren llegar ; 
 Duenas, y grandes senoras, 
 Casadas, y por casar,
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 2()9 
 
 When Orlando heard the Emperor, 
 
 In a furious mood he cry'd, 
 " Rather life itself I'd forfeit 
 
 " Than by this award abide !" 
 
 When die noble Count perceiv'd him, 
 
 In a fury too he rose, 
 And* with voice disdainful answ'ring, 
 
 Thus his fierce resentment shews : 
 
 " Think not tamely, Count Orlando, 
 " To your madness we shall yield ; 
 
 " With my gallant friend Rinaldo 
 " I will meet you in the field. 
 
 " Three days hence be sure we meet you: 
 
 " If your angry hearts wax cold, 
 " Henceforth you and Oliveros 
 
 " We shall errant cowards hold." 
 
 ** Three days hence," reply 'd Orlando, 
 
 " Or before, we'll fearless meet ; 
 " Doubt not but our trusty sabres 
 
 " Soon shall lay you at our feet" 
 
 Dismal shrieks now rend the palace, 
 Shrieks that to the heav'ns ascend ; 
 
 Husbands, brothers, wives, and children. 
 Each applies to some dear friend ;
 
 270 fcEL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 A pies de maridos, y hijos> 
 Las vereis arrodillar. 
 Gayferos fue el priraero 
 Que ha mancilla de su madre, 
 
 Y assimismo Don Beltran, 
 De su hermana carnal, 
 Y Don Roldan de su esposa, 
 Que tan tristes llantos hace. 
 
 Retiranse entonces todos 
 Y vanse a assentar, 
 Los valedores bablan 
 A altas voces sin parar. 
 
 Mejor sera caballero 
 Haverlo de apaciguar, 
 Pues no hay cargo ninguno, 
 Y todo lo hayais de dcxar , 
 
 Don Roldan entonces dixo, 
 Que es contento, y que le place, 
 Con aquesta condicion, 
 Y esto se quiera actuar. 
 
 Que Celinos es muchacho, 
 De quince anos, y no mas, 
 Y no es para las armas, 
 Mi aun para pelear,
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 271 
 
 Humbly at their feet imploring 
 
 These disgraceful feuds to heal : 
 To her son the noble mother 
 
 Of Gayferos first to kneel. 
 
 To Count Bertram pleads his sister, 
 
 To Orlando pleads his wife, 
 Who, with piteous sighs lamenting, 
 
 Begs him to preserve his life. 
 
 To their seats again returning, 
 
 Loudly many a Chieftain cries, 
 " Cavaliers, attend to reason, 
 
 " Let not this wild fury rise. 
 
 11 Yet there is no cause for combat, 
 
 " Rather for a mutual peace ; 
 " Once more, then, let ev'ry Baron 
 
 " This disgraceful rancour cease." 
 
 Count Orlando then uprising, 
 
 To the Peers this speech address'd, 
 
 " That alone on these conditions 
 " Should his fierce contention rest : 
 
 " Since the youthful Prince Celinos 
 " Counts at most but years fifteen, 
 
 '* Ne'er till now stout armour wearing, 
 " Nor in manly combats seen ;
 
 272 t>EL CONDE DE IRLOS. 
 
 Que hasta viente y cinco anos, 
 Y basta en aquella edad, 
 Que en quenta de los Doce 
 No sc haya de contar, 
 
 Ni en la mesa redonda 
 Menos pueda comer pan, 
 Ni do el Conde, y la Condesa, 
 Celinos no puede estar. 
 
 Desque fuera de viente anos, 
 O puesto en mayor edad, 
 Si estimare su honra, 
 Que lo pueda demandar. 
 
 Y que entonces por las armas 
 Lo defiendu cada qual, 
 Porque no diga Celinos 
 Que es de inenor edad. 
 
 Todos fueron muy contentos, 
 Y a mas partes les place, 
 Entonces el Emperador 
 A todos doce abrazar ; 
 Todos quedan muy contentos, 
 Quedan todos muy iguales. 
 El Emperador otro dia 
 Muy ricas salas les hace 
 A danias, y caballeros, 
 Combiddlos a yantar.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 273 
 
 <c Till such time as age maturer 
 " Numbers five and twenty years, 
 
 *' He shall not again be counted 
 
 " With the Twelve illustrious Peers ; 
 
 *' Neither shall he at their table 
 
 " Of the same rich viands eat ; 
 *' Neither with the Count and Countess, 
 
 " Where they are, shall take his seat. 
 
 " But when twenty years he reckons, 
 
 " If he thinks his arm so strong, 
 <c And believes his honor wounded, 
 
 " Pining at the grievous wrong, 
 
 " Let him boldly bid defiance 
 
 "To what Knights he best may please; 
 
 " And, if none appear to meet him, 
 " Let it the offence appease." 
 
 This just speech from either bosom 
 
 Ev'ry seed of rancour chas'd ; 
 When the Emp'ror, joyous rising. 
 
 All the noble Twelve embrac'd, 
 
 On the morrow splendid banquets 
 
 For his Nobles he prepares ; 
 Many a Lord and many a Lady 
 
 Of the feast delighted shares, 
 
 VOL.I. T
 
 274> DEL CONDE DK IRLOS. 
 
 El Conde afeyta la barba* 
 Cabellos otro que tal, 
 La Condesa en las fiestas 
 Sale muy rica, y triunfante. 
 
 Quando huvieron yantado, 
 Antes de nadie danzar, 
 Se levanto el Conde de Irlo* 
 Delante todos los Grandes. 
 
 Y al Emperador entregd 
 De las Villas, y Lugares, 
 Las Haves de lo ganado, 
 Del Rey Moro Aliarde. 
 
 Por lo qual el Emperador 
 Dello le da muy gran parte, 
 Y el a sus caballeros 
 Grandes mercedes les hace. 
 
 Los Doce tenian en mucho 
 La gran victoria que trac, 
 De alii quedo con gran honra, 
 Y mayor prosperidad. 
 
 Fin del Tomo Primero.
 
 COUNT IRLOS. 275 
 
 Then, his hair and beard divesting, 
 
 Gallantly the Count appears ; 
 Whilst the Countess, dress'd as richly, 
 
 Sits triumphant with the Peers. 
 
 When the royal feast was ended, 
 
 Ere they join'd the mazy dance, 
 See Count Irlos to the Emp'ror 
 
 With a graceful step advance ; 
 
 And the keys of all the cities 
 
 Of the Moor Aliarde's land, 
 By his dauntless valor conquer'd, 
 
 Place them in his sov'reign's hand. 
 
 Highly pleas'd, on brave Count It lo 
 
 He the largest share bestows ; 
 Who alike rewards his warriors 
 
 For their vict'ry o'er his foes. 
 
 All the Twelve his courage praising, 
 And his conquest bravely gain'd ; 
 
 In abundant wealth and honor, 
 Peace and glory, he remain 'd. 
 
 End of Vol. 1.
 
 
 J. CoDJplon, fiiiuci-, 'Miuuie blictl, 
 Cloth Fair, Ltnidou. 
 
 1054-51
 
 -AI I FORM I A 
 
 405 
 
 112008 
 
 ^ CALIFORNIA 
 AT 
 
 LOS / .,fig 
 LIBRAKY