"To whosoe'er I deem not Roland's foe I tell my tale," (pursued the dame again,)
"That, of the crowd who hear this cruel woe Some one, in pity to his cruel pain, May strive the peer in Paris to bestow, Or other friendly place, to purge his brain.
Well wot I, if such tidings he receive, Nought unattempted Brandimart will leave."
