[987]
When now the high-born maiden sat in Hartmut’s hall,
Where his men should crown her, then he bade them all
To be forever faithful, and their goodwill to show her;
So would she not forget them, but would enrich whoe’er should kindness do her.
[988]
Then spake the mother, Gerlind, old King Ludwig’s wife:
“When will Gu-drun be ready to share young Hartmut’s life,
Our youthful prince so noble, and in her arms to fold him?
Of her his rank is worthy, and ne’er will she be sorry for her lord to hold him.”