He more than half his camp behind him led, In one deep phalanx. At the mighty sound Alone, the Scotsmen trembled, and in dread Abandoned honour, order, and their ground:
Lurcanio, Ariodantes, and their head, Zerbino, there alone the torrent bound;
And haply he, who was afoot, had died, But that in time his need Rinaldo spied.