the song of roland-第13部分

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anks　I'm　come　to　give　him　help；　Find　I　their　host；　great　battle　shall　be　there；　Give　him　this　glove；　that's　stitched　with　golden　thread；　On　his　right　hand　let　it　be　worn　and　held；　This　little　wand　of　fine　gold　take　as　well；　Bid　him　come　here；　his　homage　to　declare。　To　France　I'll　go；　and　war　with　Charles　again；　Save　at　my　feet　he　kneel；　and　mercy　beg；　Save　all　the　laws　of　Christians　he　forget；　I'll　take　away　the　crown　from　off　his　head。〃　Answer　pagans：　〃Sire；　you　say　very　well。〃

CXCIV

Said　Baligant：　〃But　canter　now；　barons；　Take　one　the　wand；　and　the　other　one　the　glove！〃　These　answer　him：　〃Dear　lord；　it　shall　be　done。〃　Canter　so　far；　to　Sarraguce　they　come；　Pass　through　ten　gates；　across　four　bridges　run；　Through　all　the　streets；　wherein　the　burghers　crowd。　When　they　draw　nigh　the　citadel　above；　From　the　palace　they　hear　a　mighty　sound；　About　that　place　are　seen　pagans　enough；　Who　weep　and　cry；　with　grief　are　waxen　wood；　And　curse　their　gods；　Tervagan　and　Mahum　And　Apolin；　from　whom　no　help　is　come。　Says　each　to　each：　〃Caitiffs！　　What　shall　be　done？　For　upon　us　confusion　vile　is　come；　Now　have　we　lost　our　king　Marsiliun；　For　yesterday　his　hand　count　Rollanz　cut；　We'll　have　no　more　Fair　Jursaleu；　his　son；　The　whole　of　Spain　henceforward　is　undone。〃　Both　messengers　on　the　terrace　dismount。

CXCV

Horses　they　leave　under　an　olive　tree；　Which　by　the　reins　two　Sarrazins　do　lead；　Those　messengers　have　wrapped　them　in　their　weeds；　To　the　palace　they　climb　the　topmost　steep。　When　they're　come　in；　the　vaulted　roof　beneath；　Marsilium　with　courtesy　they　greet：　〃May　Mahumet；　who　all　of　us　doth　keep；　And　Tervagan；　and　our　lord　Apoline　Preserve　the；　king　and　guard　from　harm　the　queen！〃　Says　Bramimunde　〃Great　foolishness　I　hear：　Those　gods　of　ours　in　cowardice　are　steeped；　In　Rencesvals　they　wrought　an　evil　deed；　Our　chevaliers　they　let　be　slain　in　heaps；　My　lord　they　failed　in　battle；　in　his　need；　Never　again　will　he　his　right　hand　see；　For　that　rich　count；　Rollanz；　hath　made　him　bleed。　All　our　whole　Spain　shall　be　for　Charles　to　keep。　Miserable！　　What　shall　become　of　me？　Alas！　　That　I've　no　man　to　slay　me　clean！〃　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　AOI。

CXCVI

Says　Clarien：　〃My　lady；　say　not　that！　We're　messengers　from　pagan　Baligant；　To　Marsilies；　he　says；　he'll　be　warrant；　So　sends　him　here　his　glove；　also　this　wand。　Vessels　we　have；　are　moored　by　Sebres　bank；　Barges　and　skiffs　and　gallies　four　thousand；　Dromonds　are　there　　I　cannot　speak　of　that。　Our　admiral　is　wealthy　and　puissant。　And　Charlemagne　he　will　go　seek　through　France　And　quittance　give　him；　dead　or　recreant。〃　Says　Bramimunde：　〃Unlucky　journey；　that！　Far　nearer　here　you'll　light　upon　the　Franks；　For　seven　years　he's　stayed　now　in　this　land。　That　Emperour　is　bold　and　combatant；　Rather　he'ld　die　than　from　the　field　draw　back；　No　king　neath　heav'n　above　a　child　he　ranks。　Charles　hath　no　fear　for　any　living　man。

CXCVII

Says　Marsilies　the　king：　〃Now　let　that　be。〃　To　th'messengers：　〃Sirs；　pray　you；　speak　to　me。　I　am　held　fast　by　death；　as　ye　may　see。　No　son　have　I　nor　daughter　to　succeed；　That　one　I　had；　they　slew　him　yester…eve。　Bid　you　my　lord；　he　come　to　see　me　here。　Rights　over　Spain　that　admiral　hath　he；　My　claim　to　him；　if　he　will　take't；　I　yield；　But　from　the　Franks　he　then　must　set　her　free。　Gainst　Charlemagne　I'll　shew　him　strategy。　Within　a　month　from　now　he'll　conquered　be。　Of　Sarraguce　ye'll　carry　him　the　keys；　He'll　go　not　hence；　say；　if　he　trusts　in　me。〃　They　answer　him：　〃Sir；　'tis　the　truth　you　speak。〃　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　AOI。

CXCVIII

Then　says　Marsile：　〃The　Emperour；　Charles　the　Great　Hath　slain　my　men　and　all　my　land　laid　waste；　My　cities　are　broken　and　violate；　He　lay　this　night　upon　the　river　Sebre；　I've　counted　well；　'tis　seven　leagues　away。　Bid　the　admiral；　leading　his　host　this　way；　Do　battle　here；　this　word　to　him　convey。〃　Gives　them　the　keys　of　Sarraguce　her　gates；　Both　messengers　their　leave　of　him　do　take；　Upon　that　word　bow　down；　and　turn　away。

CXCIX

Both　messengers　did　on　their　horses　mount；　From　that　city　nimbly　they　issued　out。　Then；　sore　afraid；　their　admiral　they　sought；　To　whom　the　keys　of　Sarraguce　they　brought。　Says　Baligant：　〃Speak　now；　what　have　ye　found？　Where's　Marsilies；　to　come　to　me　was　bound？〃　Says　Clarien　：　〃To　death　he's　stricken　down。　That　Emperour　was　in　the　pass　but　now；　To　France　the　Douce　he　would　be　homeward…bound；　Rereward　he　set；　to　save　his　great　honour：　His　nephew　there　installed；　Rollanz　the　count；　And　Oliver；　the　dozen　peers　around；　A　thousand　score　of　Franks　in　armour　found。　Marsile　the　king　fought　with　them　there；　so　proud；　He　and　Rollanz　upon　that　field　did　joust。　With　Durendal　he　dealt　him　such　a　clout　From　his　body　he　cut　the　right　hand　down。　His　son　is　dead；　in　whom　his　heart　was　bound；　And　the　barons　that　service　to　him　vowed；　Fleeing　he　came；　he　could　no　more　hold　out。　That　Emperour　has　chased　him　well　enow。　The　king　implores；　you'll　hasten　with　succour；　Yields　to　you　Spain；　his　kingdom　and　his　crown。〃　And　Baligant　begins　to　think；　and　frowns；　Such　grief　he　has；　doth　nearly　him　confound。　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　AOI。

CC

〃Sir　admiral；〃　said　to　him　Clariens；　〃In　Rencesvals　was　yesterday　battle。　Dead　is　Rollanz　and　that　count　Oliver；　The　dozen　peers　whom　Charle　so　cherished；　And　of　their　Franks　are　twenty　thousand　dead。　King　Marsilie's　of　his　right　hand　bereft；　And　the　Emperour　chased　him　enow　from　thence。　Throughout　this　land　no　chevalier　is　left；　But　he　be　slain；　or　drowned　in　Sebres　bed。　By　river　side　the　Franks　have　pitched　their　tents；　Into　this　land　so　near　to　us　they've　crept；　But；　if　you　will；　grief　shall　go　with　them　hence。〃　And　Baligant　looked　on　him　proudly　then；　In　his　courage　grew　joyous　and　content；　From　the　fald…stool　upon　his　feet　he　leapt；　Then　cried　aloud：　　〃Barons；　too　long　ye've　slept；　Forth　from　your　ships　issue；　mount；　canter　well！　If　he　flee　not；　that　Charlemagne　the　eld；　King　Marsilies　shall　somehow　be　avenged；　For　his　right　hand　I'll　pay　him　back　an　head。〃

CCI

Pagan　Arabs　out　of　their　ships　issue；　Then　mount　upon　their　horses　and　their　mules；　And　canter　forth；　（nay；　what　more　might　they　do？）　Their　admiral；　by　whom　they　all　were　ruled；　Called　up　to　him　Gemalfin；　whom　he　knew：　〃I　give　command　of　all　my　hosts　to　you。〃　On　a　brown　horse　mounted；　as　he　was　used；　And　in　his　train　he　took　with　him　four　dukes。　Cantered　so　far；　he　came　to　Sarraguce。　Dismounted　on　a　floor　of　marble　blue；　Where　four　counts　were；　who　by　his　stirrup　stood；　Up　by　the　steps；　the　palace　came　into；　To　meet　him　there　came　running　Bramimunde；　Who　said　to　him：　〃Accursed　from　the　womb；　That　in　such　shame　my　sovran　lord　I　lose！　Fell　at　his　feet；　that　admiral　her　took。　In　grief　they　came　up　into　Marsile's　room。　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　AOI。

CCII

King　Marsilies；　when　he　sees　Baligant；　Calls　to　him　then　two　Spanish　Sarazands：　〃Take　me　by　the　arms；　and　so　lift　up　my　back。〃　One　of　his　gloves　he　takes　in　his　left　hand；　Then　says　Marsile：　〃Sire；　king　and　admiral；　Quittance　I　give　you　here　of　all　my　land；　With　Sarraguce；　and　the　honour　thereto　hangs。　Myself　I've　lost；　my　army；　every　man。〃　He　answers　him：　〃Therefore　the　more　I'm　sad。　No　long　discourse　together　may　we　have；　Full　well　I　know；　Charles　waits　not　our　attack；　I　take　the　glove　from　you；　in　spite　of　that。〃　He　turned　away　in　tears；　such　grief　he　had。　Down　by　the　steps；　out　of　the　palace　ran；　Mounted　his　horse；　to's　people　gallopped　back。　Cantered　so　far；　he　came　before　his　band；　From　hour　to　hour　then；　as　he　went；　he　sang：　〃Pagans；　come　on：　already　flee　the　Franks！〃　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　AOI。

CCIII

In　morning　time；　when　the　dawn　breaks　at　last；　Awakened　is　that　Emperour　Charles。　Saint　Gabriel；　who　on　God's　part　him　guards；　Raises　his　hand；　the　Sign　upon　him　marks。　Rises　the　King；　his　arms　aside　he's　cast；　The　others　then；　through　all　the　host；　disarm。　After　they　mount；　by　virtue　canter　fast　Through　those　long　ways；　and　through　those　roads　so　large；　They　go　to　see　the　marvellous　damage　In　Rencesvals；　there　where　the　battle　was。　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　AOI。

CCIV

In　Rencesvals　is　Charles　entered；　Begins　to　weep　for　those　he　finds　there　dead；　Says　to　the　Franks：　　〃My　lords；　restrain　your　steps；　Since　I　myself　alone　should　go　ahead；　For　my　nephew；　whom　I　would　find　again。　At　Aix　I　was；　upon　the　feast　Noel；　Vaunted　them　there　my　valiant　chevaliers；　Of　battles　great　and　very　hot　contests；　With　reason　thus　I　heard　Rollant　speak　then：　He　would　not　die　in　any　foreign　realm　Ere　he'd　surpassed　his　peers　and　all　his　men。　To　the　foes'　land　he　would　have　turned　his　head；　Conqueringly　his　gallant　life　he'ld　end。〃　Further　than　one　a　little　wand　could　send；　Before　the　rest　he's　on　a　peak　mounted。

CCV

When　the　Emperour　went　seeking　his　nephew；　He　found　the　grass；　and　every　flower　that　bloomed；　Turned　scarlat；　with　our　barons'　blood　imbrued；　Pity　he　felt；　he　could　but　weep　for　rue。　Beneath　two　trees　he　climbed　the　hill　and　looked；　And　Rollant's　strokes　on　three　terraces　knew；　On　the　green　grass　saw　lying　his　nephew；　‘Tis　nothing　strange　that　Charles　anger　grew。　Dismounted　then；　and　went　　his　heart　was　full；　In　his　two　hands　the　count's　body　he　took；　With　anguish　keen　he　fell　on　him　and　swooned。

CCVI

That　Emperour　is　from　his　swoon　revived。　Naimes　the　Duke；　and　the　count　Aceline；　Gefrei　d'Anjou　and　his　brother　Tierry；　Take　up　the　King；　bear　him　beneath　a　pine。　There　on　the　ground　he　sees　his　nephew　lie。　Most　sweetly　then　begins　he　to　repine：　〃Rollant；　my　friend；　may　God　to　thee　be　kind！　Never　beheld　any　man　such　a　knight　So　to　engage　and　so　to　end　a　fight。　Now　my　honour　is　turned　into　decline！〃　Charle　swoons　again；　he　cannot　stand　upright。　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　AOI。

CCVII

Charles　the　King　returned　out　of　his　swoon。　Him　in　their　hands　four　of　his　barons　took；　He　looked　to　the　earth；　saw　lying　his　nephew；　All　colourless　his　lusty　body　grew；　He　turned　his　eyes；　were　very　shadowful。　Charles　complained　in　amity　and　truth：　〃Rollant；　my　friend；　God　lay　thee　mid　the　blooms　Of　Paradise；　among　the　glorious！　Thou　cam'st　to　Spain　in　evil　tide；　seigneur！　Day　shall　not　dawn；　for　thee　I've　no　dolour。　How　perishes　my　strength　and　my　valour！　None　shall　I　have　now　to　sustain　my　honour；　I　think　I've　not　one　friend　neath　heaven's　roof；　Kinsmen　I　have；　but　none　of　them's　so　proof。〃　He　tore　his　lo