fiends. Aoi. CCXXXVI. The Emir has himself ten legions armed. To form
the first the giants of Malpruse Were summoned; to the second came the
Huns; The Hungres made the third; Baldise-la-Lungue The fourth, and
Val-Penuse the fifth; the sixth Maruse; the seventh Leuz and
Astrimonies; The eighth Argoilles; Clarbone the ninth; the tenth Formed
of the bearded men of Val-Fonde, A tribe that never would love God. The
songs Of Geste of France thus thirty legions count: A mighty host where
many a trumpet blasts. Forward, like valiant knights, the Pagans ride.
Aoi. CCXXXVII. The Emir, rich and mighty lord, commands Before him to
display his dragon-flag, The standard of Mahum and Tervagant; With it
Apollo's image, evil god. Ten Canelieus about him ride, and cry This
sermon with loud voice: "Who by our Gods Craves to be saved, with the
most contrite heart Must pray!" And then the Pagans low incline Their
heads and chins, with brilliant helms bent down To earth.--"Now,
gluttons, comes your hour to die!" Cry out the French; "Confusion be
your lot. This day, O God of ours, defend King Carle, Turn Thou the
scale of battle to his side!" Aoi. CCXXX
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