Arrogant, young, and of redoubted force, Alzirdo was, and prized for dauntless mind;
Who bent to joust pricked forth his foaming horse, Happier had he remained in line behind!
Met by Anglante's prince in middle course, Who pierced his heart as they encountering joined.
Frighted, the lightened courser scoured the plain, Without a rider to direct the rein.
