书城公版Orlando Furioso
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第3261章 XLIII

Eastward King Agramant had turned his prow;

And seaward steered his bark, of Africk wide;

When from the land a wicked wind 'gan blow, And took the reeling vessel on one side:

The master, seated at the helm, his brow Raised towards heaven, and to the monarch cried:

"I see so fell and fierce a tempest form, Our pinnace cannot face the pelting storm.