The merchants greeted her entry with stately pageantry.
Now the bishop had looked that a little there should his guests stay on;
But Eckwart, Lord of the Marches, said: “Nay, it may nowise be done.
We needs must still ride onward to the land of Rüdiger:
Many knights unto whom our coming hath been heralded wait for us there.”
Now by this known too unto Gotlind the fair one the tidings were;
And with diligent haste did the lady and her high-born daughter prepare:
For a message had Rüdiger sent her that he held it a seemly thing
That to cheer the heart of Kriemhild she should ride to meet her, and bring
With her for a guard of honour all her vassal-array