书城公版Orlando Furioso
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第1257章 CXXXI

He mounts, and blames himself in angry wise, In that he had no better kept his seat.

Within herself the beldam laughs, and tries The Scottish warrior more to sting and heat.

To him for promised convoy she applies;

And he, who knows that there is no retreat, Stands like tired courser, who in pensive fit, Hangs down his ears, controlled by spur and bit.