When him so killed, as 'twere by stealthy blow, Chelindo viewed, to avenge his brother slain, He charged, intent the prince to overthrow;
But he seized fast his courser by the rein, And, thence to rise not, laid the charger low, Destined no more to feed on hay or grain;
For at one stroke, so matchless was his force, Zerbino cleft the rider and his horse.