The Song of Roland · Chapter 277CCLXXVIII

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Before the King is come now Pinabel; Great is he, strong, vassalous and nimble; Who bears his blow has no more time to dwell: Says to him: "Sire, on you this cause depends; Command therefore this noise be made an end. See Tierri here, who hath his judgment dealt; I cry him false, and will the cause contest." His deer-hide glove in the King's hand he's left. Says the Emperour: "Good pledges must I get." Thirty kinsmen offer their loyal pledge. "I'll do the same for you," the King has said; Until the right be shewn, bids guard them well. AOI.