Brandimart has found out the royal Moor, And storms about that paynim cavalier;
Upon Frontino, like a lathe, before, Beside, or whirling in the warrior's rear.
A goodly horse the Christian champion bore;
Nor worse the southern king's in the career:
That Brigliador, Rogero's gift he crost, Erewhile, by haughty Mandricardo lost.
