It chanced Orlando, in his furious mood, Came thither where that foaming river ran;
Where Rodomont beside the mighty flood Was hurrying on his work; nor yet were done The tower and tomb, the bridge, scarce finished, stood:
Here -- save his casque was open -- Ulien's son Steeled cap-a-pee, stood ready armed for fight, When to the bridge approached Anglantes' knight.