CCXVI

　　Through all the field dismount the Frankish men,

　　Five-score thousand and more, they arm themselves;

　　The gear they have enhances much their strength,

　　Their horses swift, their arms are fashioned well;

　　Mounted they are, and fight with great science.

　　Find they that host, battle they'll render them.

　　Their gonfalons flutter above their helms.

　　When Charles sees the fair aspect of them,

　　He calls to him Jozeran of Provence,

　　Naimon the Duke, with Antelme of Maience:

　　"In such vassals should man have confidence,

　　Whom not to trust were surely want of sense;

　　Unless the Arabs of coming here repent,

　　Then Rollant's life, I think, we'll dearly sell."

　　Answers Duke Neimes: "God grant us his consent!"

　　AOI. The Song of Roland