Capitolo 32
actors as the listeners. In the melee to Roncesvalles, overborne
from Saracen innumerable, Oliver finally sends to call help:--
Escriet of Munjoie and haltement and cler.
The apelet of Rollant they sun hooks for which and they sun;
"The sire's Compainz a mei kar vus justez.
A concession dulur ermes hoi deserveret." Aoi.
"Montjoie!" he cries, loud and clear,
Roland that he calls, his/her friend and equal;
"Lord I Befriend! now ride to help here me!
Separated today, the great pity both."
The full value of the verse cannot clearly be regained. One knows
anybody as you/he/she was sung neither it equalizes as you/he/she was pronounced. The
assonances are over recovering; the "laisse" or leash of verses or
assonances with to whine final, "Aoi", it is enfeebled a long time ago
from toward or song. The sense is simple as her "Danced of Chevy
Pursues", but one has to imagine the voice and acting. Undoubtedly
Taillefer acted every motive; when Oliver called loud and clear,
The rose of voice of Taillefer; when Roland spoke suef" of et of "doulcement, the
singer has had to softly sing and soft; and when the two friends,
with the unusual courtesy of knighthood and the dignity of soldiers,
arched to each other in to divide and it turned to face their deaths,
Taillefer has been able to point out the movement as him it sang. The verses
gives room for great recitation. Feeling the whine of Oliver for help, Roland
ridden on, and at sight of the desperate field, lost for a moment his
conscience:--
How vus the sur of Rollant they sun cheval pasmet
And east of ki of Olivier a nafrez of the sound of horn!
Tant I announce sainiet they lubricate them trublet of sunt of them
Of it luinz of it pres of it poet veeir him cler
Que reconuisset nisun hume mortel.
Alone cumpaignun cum the him to encuntret
Sil fiert amunt sur the elme an or gemmet
Tut them detrenchet of ici que to the nasel
Corn en the heads of it him to my adesets.
A him to of colp of icel the reguardet of Rollanz
You them demandet dulcement et suef
"The sire's Cumpainz, faites the vuses de gred?