The Song of Roland (Classics) by Glyn Burgess

Author:Glyn Burgess
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9780141914039
Publisher: Penguin Books Ltd
Published: 2015-08-05T16:00:00+00:00

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Roland feels that he has lost his sight;

He rises to his feet, exerting all his strength.

All the colour has drained from his face.

[2300] Before him lies a dark-hued stone;

On it he strikes ten blows in sorrow and bitterness.

The steel grates, but does not break or become notched;

‘O, Holy Mary,’ said the count, ‘help me!

O, my good sword Durendal, what a fate you have suffered!

[2305] Now that I am dying, I have no more need of you;

With you I have won so many battles in the field

And conquered so many vast lands,

Which Charles with the hoary-white beard now holds.

May you never be owned by a man who flees in battle!

[2310] A very fine vassal has held you for so long;

There will never be such a man in blessed France.’

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