And afterwards arriving in a town, At eve, which on the road to Paris lay, Heard tidings of Rinaldo's victory blown;
And how in Arles the vanquished paynim lay.
-- Sure, her Rogero with the king is gone-- As soon as reappears the dawning day, Towards fair Provence, whither (as she hears)
King Charlemagne pursues, her way she steers.
