Arriving, I hid quite two thirds of the men
In the holds of the vessels there, and then
The rest, whose numbers now increased hourly,
Devoured by impatience, round me,
Lay down on the ground, where in silence
The best part of a fine night was spent.
In the holds of the vessels there, and then
The rest, whose numbers now increased hourly,
Devoured by impatience, round me,
Lay down on the ground, where in silence
The best part of a fine night was spent.
Corneille - Le Cid
