XIX

Turpins of Reins is risen from his rank,

Says to the King: "In peace now leave your Franks.

For seven years you've lingered in this land

They have endured much pain and sufferance.

Give, Sire, to me the clove, also the wand,

I will seek out the Spanish Sarazand,

For I believe his thoughts I understand."

That Emperour answers intolerant:

"Go, sit you down on yonder silken mat;

And speak no more, until that I command."

AOI.

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