Great are the hosts of that opposed race;With speed they sail, they steer and navigate.
High on their yards, at their mast-heads they place Lanterns enough, and carbuncles so great Thence, from above, such light they dissipate The sea's more clear at midnight than by day.
And when they come into the land of Spain All that country lightens and shines again:
Of their coming Marsile has heard the tale.
AOI.
