Will I look with heart ungrudging: had another the messenger been,
Yea, any save this man only, my face should he ne’er have seen.”
And she said: “Unto this my bower let the friend of the King draw near
At morning-tide to-morrow; mine answer then shall he hear:
Yea all that mine heart hath determined with mine own lips will I tell.”
Then she turned her again to her mourning, and the tears of her sorrow fell.
Now Rüdiger the noble desired none other grace
So much as this, to be suffered to see her face to face;
For he knew the all-prevailing power of a wise man’s tongue;
And he thought, “If the thing may be compassed, the Queen shall consent ere long.”