“I am Orlando who, Quixote, undone by fair Angelica, saw distant seas, and offered on the altars of Lady Fame the valor that respected oblivion. I cannot be your equal; I am humbled by your prowess, your noble deeds, your fame, for you, like me, have gone and lost your mind. But my equal you will be if you defeat the haughty Moor, the charging beast; today we are called equal in ill-fated love.”
