Chapter CXXXV

Rolland raised to his lips the olifant,
Drew a deep breath, and blew with all his force.
High are the mountains, and from peak to peak
The sound re-echoes; thirty leagues away
'Twas heard by Carle and all his brave compeers.
Cried the king:--"Our men make battle!--" Ganelon
Retorts in haste:--"If thus another dared
To speak, we should denounce it as a lie."
Aoi.