Says Marsilies the king: "Now let that be."To th'messengers: "Sirs, pray you, speak to me.
I am held fast by death, as ye may see.
No son have I nor daughter to succeed;
That one I had, they slew him yester-eve.
Bid you my lord, he come to see me here.
Rights over Spain that admiral hath he, My claim to him, if he will take't, I yield;But from the Franks he then must set her free.
Gainst Charlemagne I'll shew him strategy.
Within a month from now he'll conquered be.
Of Sarraguce ye'll carry him the keys, He'll go not hence, say, if he trusts in me."They answer him: "Sir, 'tis the truth you speak."AOI.
