MARSILIUS, the Moorish King of Saragossa, (whose empire is represented to have extended over the whole or the greater part of Spain, and as entitling him to the first rank in the confederation of "Paynim" powers against the "Roman Empire" of Charlemagne,) having sustained a signal defeat under the walls of Paris, has recourse to negotiation, pending which, Ganellon (or Gano) of Maganza, Count of Poictiers, is sent, on the part of the Christian Emperor, to demand from him the cession of the "Marca Hispanica," the country extending from the Pyrenees to the Ebro. Ganellon, actuated by his hatred to Orlando (or Roland) Count of Clermont and Lord of Anglante, the nephew of Charlemagne, and the other Paladins of France, enters into a conspiracy with Marsilius, of which the principal object is the destruction of these celebrated champions of the Christian cause. Under professions of peace and amity, Charlemagne is invited to send his nephew and the chief warriors of his court to the Pass of Roncesvalles, there to receive from Marsilius the promised cession, and at the same time to repair in person to Fontarabia, to await the accomplishment of the transaction. The elder Counsellors of his Court, suspecting the treason of the ambassador, dissuade their sovereign from accepting these terms; and Malagigi (or Maugis) the cousin of Rinaldo, and Governor during the absence of that renowned Paladin of his Castle of Montalban, predicts, from his well-known skill in magic, the disasters to ensue. But the Roman Emperor," swayed by his blind partiality for Ganellon, accepts the proposal in spite of all their remonstrances; and Orlando is forbidden, by his sense of loyalty and honour, to hesitate in yielding obedience to his sovereign's mandate. Under these circumstances, the Poem opens with the departure of Orlando for Roncesvalles from his Castle of Clermont en Viennois. Orlando in Roncesvalles. Canto the First. THE banner waved on Clermont's highest tower; B And wherefore falls the pearly shower so fast? "Orlando, stay! last night the sheeted fire "Thou too, my Oliver, my brother, stay (2)! "Can ye remember Gano's treacherous tongue (3), His smooth deceits, his unextinguisht hate? Can ye forget how Malagigi sung The dark presages of approaching fate? The warning words, on Namo's lips that hung (4), "In Poictiers' race was friendship ever known? The generous soul, and unsuspecting thought: Vain are thy prayers and sighs, fair Aldabelle, |