Chapter CCLIV

A noble sight, those knights of Araby,
Of Occiant, of Argoille and of Bascle!
Spears intermix, death to repel or give.
Nathless the French recoil not from the strife.
On either side they fall heaped high. Till eve
The storm of battle raged. Meanwhile the knights
Of France upon that day bore rueful loss;
Nor stayed the carnage till the day was done.