Yet pleased Astolpho had not in like guise Borne off his heels, pursues with flowing rein.
Him Rabican, who marvellously flies, Distances by a mighty length of plain.
This while the wizard's head Astolpho eyes From poll to front, above the eyebrows twain, Searching, in haste, if he the hair can see Which makes Orrilo's immortality.