“I saw them come towards us, deeply sighing,
Their gaze averted, of all hope devoid.”
                                
                                
                                
                                
                            
                                        
                                        Veniano sospirando, e gli occhi bassi
Parean tener d'ogni baldanza privi. 
Canto III, stanza 61 (tr. B. Reynolds) 
Orlando Furioso (1532)