And there, with her maiden following, came fair Guinevere the queen, 545 And many a noble princess amid her train was seen, And none but was fair to look on, and the ring it was spread so wide That within, without strife or crowding, each maid sat her knight beside. And Arthur, who ne'er knew falsehood, led the Waleis by the hand, And Kunnewaaré she walked beside him, the lady of fair Lalande, 550 From sorrow the knight had freed her--Then, with kind and friendly eyes, Looked Arthur upon the hero, and he spake to him in this wise: 'My queen will I bid to kiss thee, who art fair both of form and face, For ne'er, in this court, of lady I ween wouldst thou crave this grace, Since from Pelrapär thou hast ridden, and wert thou on kissing bent 555 From lips of all lips the fairest, hast thou there thy full heart's content! Yet this one grace will I pray thee, if ever there dawn the day That I find 'neath thy roof abiding, this kiss I may then repay!' 'In sooth, will I do thy bidding,' quoth the Waleis, 'both there and here!' Then unto the gallant hero stepped the Lady Guinevere, 560 And fair on the lips she kissed him, and she quoth, 'Here I pardon thee The ill thou aforetime didst me, and the sorrow thou gavest me. Thou didst leave me sorely grieving, when from hence thou didst ride away. By thy hand and thy dart my kinsman Prince Ither was slain that day!'