Cäcilie had composed these lines for herself--
"Silently, sadly, we see you depart,
Leaving our kingdom made greater by you,
But the laurel of fame must give place to the heart,
Happiness there is more lasting and true.
Go you to bliss that cannot be measured,
And leave those behind who will never forget,
Your art as yourself will ever be treasured,
O'er your gain we rejoice, our loss we regret."
Then Schöner entered as a herald; in sonorous flowing verses he announced the arrival of the new mistress of the Castle, and poured forth praises of the perfection of her beauty and art; he recited these verses with wonted enthusiasm, and received plenteous applause.