[1035]
Then spake to her in anger Hartmut, the youthful knight:
“Whatever may befall you, I reck not for your plight;
Since now you are not willing to wear the crown beside me,
You’ll have what you are seeking, your meed you’ll daily earn, nor need you chide me.”
[1036]
“That will I earn most gladly, as I have done before,
Though for the men of Hartmut the hardest toil I bore,
And for Queen Gerlind’s women. If God my wrongs forgetteth,
To bear them I am willing; but heavy is the woe that me besetteth.”