(The lord pursues) "with no less overthrow, Broken in Puglia, see the Gallic train.
In him who twice entraps the routed foe, Gonslavo you behold, the pride of Spain.
Fortune to Lewis a fair face shall show, As late a troubled mien, upon that plain, Which even to where vext Adria pours her tides, Po, between Alp and Apennine, divides."