Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 23, 2025
High were the hills, deep and dark were the gorges, narrow were the ways among the mountains. Yet the sound of that horn was heard for thirty leagues. Charlemagne and Duke Namon heard it while yet they were between the gates. "Hark!" said the king. "I hear Roland's horn. The felon Moors have attacked him: he is hard pressed in battle." "You are foolishly mistaken," said Ganelon.
But whom shall we send to Saragossa to treat with Marsilius, and to receive the pledges of good faith which he shall give?" Then arose a great dispute among the peers as to which should undertake this dangerous errand. Duke Namon, who was never known to shirk a duty, offered to go; but the king would not consent. He liked not to part with his wise old friend, even for a single day.
He who would advise you otherwise cares not what manner of death we die." And Namon of Bavaria added, "If the Moor is beaten, and cries for mercy, it would be an unknightly act to continue warring against him. My voice is for peace." And all the peers, save Roland and Oliver, cried out, "The duke hath spoken wisely. Let us have peace!" "It is well," answered Charlemagne, "and so it shall be.
"We are reading a treatise by M. Namon of Port-Royal on continuous prayer; though he is a hundred feet above my head, he nevertheless pleases and charms us. One is very glad to see that there have been and still are in the world people to whom God communicates His Holy Spirit in such abundance; but, O God! when shall we have some spark, some degree of it?
The king was in despair, and he called together his counsellors and wise men to consider what should be done. Duke Namon urged that they should march around by way of the southern passes; for, although a full month would thus be lost, yet there was no other safe and well-known land-route to Italy.
One day Charlemagne sat beneath the blossoming trees of an orchard near Cordova. White was his beard, and flowered was his head; yet still handsome was his body, and proud his form. Around him were the noblest of knights, Roland and Oliver and old Duke Namon, and fifteen thousand of the choicest men of France.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking