第368章 LXXVIII

While so the damsel thinks, a voice she hears, Which, like Rogero's, seems for aid to cry;

At the same time, the worsted knight appears To slack the bridle and the rowels ply:

While at full speed the goaded courser clears His ground, pursued by either enemy.

Nor paused the dame, in following them who sought His life, till to the enchanted palace brought.