Others held us at bay with long lances, and never saw I any knight do his devoir more fiercely than he who had reviled the Maid.

For on his head lay all the blame of the taking of the boulevard.

To rear of him rang the shouts of them of Orleans, who had crossed the broken arch by the beam; but he never turned about, and our men reeled back before him.

Then there shone behind him the flames from the blazing barge; and so, black against that blaze, he smote and slew, not knowing that the drawbridge began to burn.
On this the Maid ran forth, and cried to him-- "Rends-toi, rends-toi! Yield thee, Glacidas; yield thee, for I stand in much sorrow for thy soul's sake." Then, falling on her knees, her face shining transfigured in that fierce light, she prayed him thus-- "Ah! Glacidas, thou didst call me ribaulde, but I have sorrow for thy soul.

Ah! yield thee, yield thee to ransom"; and the tears ran down her cheeks, as if a saint were praying for a soul in peril.
Not one word spoke Glasdale: he neither saw nor heard.