CLXXV

But Rollant feels he's no more time to seek;

Looking to Spain, he lies on a sharp peak,

And with one hand upon his breast he beats:

"Mea Culpa! God, by Thy Virtues clean

Me from my sins, the mortal and the mean,

Which from the hour that I was born have been

Until this day, when life is ended here!"

Holds out his glove towards God, as he speaks

Angels descend from heaven on that scene.

AOI.

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