He, on her hand now gazing, upon the ring did look;
Then unto the maiden the knightly Herwic spoke:
“That a queenly mother bore thee, I see by many a token;
After my heavy sorrows, a blessed sight upon my eyes has broken.”
[1251]
Then in his arms he folded the fair and high-born maid:
For all they told each other they were both glad and sad.
He kissed the maiden fondly, how oft I cannot reckon;
So, too, he greeted Hildeburg, showing his love to both the maids forsaken.
[1252]