Never hath shone the daylight on better shield than this.
So richly with precious gemstones bordered was its device,
That, if any were fain to buy it, a thousand marks were its price.
His squires bare forth at his bidding that shield for the mighty thane.
Then came his brother Dankwart before the chatelaine,
And on him rich-broidered vesture did the Margrave’s daughter bestow
Which thereafter he wore glad-hearted in the halls of the Hunland foe.
But of all gifts Rüdiger gave them, how great soever of worth,
Unto none had the haughty princes stretched a finger forth,
Were it not for his courteous kindness, and the love it begat that day—