As, thinking thus, he journeyed on his way, Rogero stumbled upon what he sought;
For, in the middle of the track, there lay A well, within the ground profoundly wrought:
Whither the thirsty herd, at noon of day, Repaired, their paunches with green forage fraught.
Rogero said, " 'Tis now, must I provide, I shame from thee, O shield, no more abide.
