And another withal, named Volker, of knightly honour and fame.
Upon these six thou and my daughter shall the greeting-kiss bestow,
And the grace of courteous kindness unto all the knights shall ye show.”
All this did the ladies promise, and nothing loth were they.
Then sought they out of the coffers their goodliest array,
That so they might greet the warriors in worthy bravery.
So with eager haste they bestirred them, those ladies fair to see.
Of false-feigned bloom of roses on their cheeks was little enow;
But shining golden chaplets they bare upon each white brow
Fashioned as rich-wrought garlands, that so their braided hair