Yea, fairest greeting was tendered of noble damsel and dame.
Then the Margravine welcomed the princes with the kiss of courtesy,
The like did also her daughter. Now Hagen stood thereby,
And her father bade her kiss him: but the maiden looked upon him,
And fain would she have refrained her, for his favour was passing grim.
Yet as their host her father commanded needs must she do:
But came and went her colour, she was pale and red of hue.
Thereafter Dankwart kissed she, and the lord of the viol-string,
For his might and his valour won him the greeting due to a king.
Then, to usher him into the castle, the maiden stretched her hand