Then said Tierri "Bold art thou, Pinabel, Thou'rt great and strong, with body finely bred;For vassalage thy peers esteem thee well:
Of this battle let us now make an end!
With Charlemagne I soon will have thee friends;To Guenelun such justice shall be dealt Day shall not dawn but men of it will tell.""Please the Lord God, not so!" said Pinabel.
"I would sustain the cause of my kindred No mortal man is there from whom I've fled;Rather I'ld die than hear reproaches said."Then with their swords began to strike again Upon those helms that were with gold begemmed Into the sky the bright sparks rained and fell.
It cannot be that they be sundered, Nor make an end, without one man be dead.
AOI.
