书城公版Orlando Furioso
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第708章 XIII

Through those fair chambers echoed shouts of dread, And feminine lament from dame distrest;

And grieving, through the house, pale women fled, Who wept, afflicted sore, and beat their breast.

And hugged the door-post and the genial bed, Too soon to be by stranger lords possest.

The matter in this state of peril hung When thither came the king, his peers among.