How the sons of Uta the noble unto Etzel’s feast would fare.
At the last they won unto Passau, and good was their welcome there.
The noble princes’ uncle, the bishop Pilgerin,
Was exceeding gladdened in spirit to behold his royal kin,
When into his land with comrades so many and knightly they rode.
How fain he was to behold them his deeds right speedily showed.
Friends thronged to meet them and greet them afar from the city-wall;
And, seeing that lodging in Passau could not be found for them all,
To the farther side of the river to a mead were the more part led
Wherein by the squires were pavilions and many a fair tent spread.