书城公版Orlando Furioso
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第1404章 LXII

"But let me face to face, by Heaven, espy Those who would take my horse and arms away;

For we have yet beyond that hill to hie, And little time can here afford to stay."

"Behold the man," that ancient made reply, "Clear of the bridge!" -- Nor did in this missay;

For thence a warrior pricked, who, powdered o'er With snowy flowers, a crimson surcoat wore.