A tour through the Pyrenees . fellow ! GraciousHeaven ! He is fine as coral. Tello. Mendo, see that he does them no harm. Old Tello. Let him kill one or two / so do they teacha falcon to kill when he is young. In fact, they are falcons or vultures. In the songof Roland; when the doughty knights ask from Tur-pin the absolution of their sins, the archbishop forpenance recommends them to strike well. But at the same time they have the mind and thesoul of children. Deep are the wells, and thevalleys dark, the rocks black, the defiles is their whole description of the Pyrenees ;they
A tour through the Pyrenees . fellow ! GraciousHeaven ! He is fine as coral. Tello. Mendo, see that he does them no harm. Old Tello. Let him kill one or two / so do they teacha falcon to kill when he is young. In fact, they are falcons or vultures. In the songof Roland; when the doughty knights ask from Tur-pin the absolution of their sins, the archbishop forpenance recommends them to strike well. But at the same time they have the mind and thesoul of children. Deep are the wells, and thevalleys dark, the rocks black, the defiles is their whole description of the Pyrenees ;they feel and speak in a hemp, A child, questionedabout Paris, which he had just seen for the first time. THE VALLE Y OF OSS A U. Book II. replied: There are a great many streets, andcarriages everywhere, and great houses, and in twosquares two tall columns. The poet of old timesis like the child; he does not know how to analyzehis impressions. Like him, he loves the marvellous,and takes delight in tales where all the proportions. are gigantic. In the battle of Roncevaux every-thing is aggrandized beyond measure. The wor-thies kill the entire vanguard of the Saracens, ahundred thousand men, and, afterward, the armyof King Marsile, thirty battalions, each composed c>ften thousand men. Roland winds his horn, and the Chap. VI. THE INHABITANTS. 213 sound travels away thirty leagues to Charlemagne,and is echoed by his sixty thousand visions such words awakened in those inex-perienced brains ! Then all at once the bow was un-bent ; the wounded Roland calls to mind men ofhis lineage, of gentle France, of Charlemagne hislord who supports him, and cannot help but weepand sigh for them. At the conclusion of the car-nage with which they filled Jerusalem, the crusaders,weeping and chanting, went barefoot to the holysepulchre. Later, when a number of the baronswanted to leave the crusade of Constantinople, theothers went to meet them, and entreated them ontheir knees ; then all
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