From the lord so hot and hasty was never such wrath to fear.
He said: “Whoe’er allowed you to come into this bower?
Whoso in this hath helped you ne’er showed you falser friendship to this hour.”
[413]
She said: “Now soothe your anger: in peace pray let them live.
If to yourself great evil you do not wish to give,
You must unseen by any, them to their rooms be bringing;
It else hath helped but little that his knightly songs the minstrel here was singing.”
[414]
“Is this the knight,” he asked her, “they say so well can sing?