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391	nan	The Song of Roland			.txt	text/plain	33043	3663	100	"My Lords Barons," says the Emperour then, Charles, Says to the King: "In peace now leave your Franks. "Franks, chevaliers," says the Emperour then, Charles, "Right Emperour," says the baron Rollanz, A thousand Franks, come out of France their land, Barons from Spain King Marsilies hath called, "Fair Lord and King, great gift from you I've won. To strike that king by virtue great goes he, The Franks there strike, their good brown spears in hand. The count Rollant great loss of his men sees, Says Oliver: "Great shame would come of that To th'pagan says: "Confound thee our Lord God! When Charles my lord shall come into this field, If Charles come, great loss we then shall stand, Which Charles holds, who hath the great white beard; Charles the King, the Emperour of the Franks, Then says Marsile: "The Emperour, Charles the Great With his right hand King Charles hath them blessed,	./cache/391.txt	./txt/391.txt