Hartmut and his kinsmen their host’s goodwill were sharing,
And he the hope still harbored that the maid would yet the crown with him be wearing.
[622]
Now before Queen Hilda by ladies he was seen
To stand with lofty breeding, and with a stately mien.
There the proud young Hartmut wore a look so knightly,
That he the love of ladies well might ask, and ’twould be granted rightly.
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Well-grown was he in body, fair he was and bold,
Kind as well as lordly. Why I ne’er was told