Stand in the midst of her ladies. No further rode the Queen;
But she checked with bit and bridle the onward-pacing steed,
And she bade them from the saddle lift her to earth with speed.
Leading the child of his sister the princely bishop strode,
With Eckwart beside him, where Lady Gotlind their coming abode.
To right and to left all people fell back as onward they came;
And the stranger Queen kissed sweetly the lips of the noble dame.
With words all lowly-loving did the wife of Rüdiger say:
“Now happy am I, dear mistress, and a blessing on this day
That in this our land hath given to mine eyes thy face to see!