Chapter CXX

'Twas a great day in the palace of the Cid Campeador, When he had slain King Búcar and they won the field of war. He raised his hand, he plucked his beard: "To Christ now glory be, Who is the Lord of all the Earth, for my desire I see, That with me in the battle my two sons should front the foe. Of them most noble tidings to Carrión shall go: How they are greatly honored, and what renown they gain."