So grieved Zerbino, with such wrath was stung, "Not unavenged shalt thou remain," he cries;
Then full of evil will in fury sprung Upon the author of the foul emprize.
But he his vantage marks, and, from among The warriors, in a moment slips and flies.
Cloridan who beholds the deed, at sight Of young Medoro's fall, springs forth to fight;
