'With his army the king of Scotland hath sought me across the sea, For the knight was son to his uncle; yet no ill can he do to me, If here the truth be spoken, that is worse than the grief I knew 445 For Eisenhart's death!' and sorely she sighed that lady true; And many a glance thro' her tear-drops on Gamuret shyly fell, And her eyes to her heart gave counsel, and his beauty it pleased her well, (And she knew how to judge a fair face, since fair heathen she oft had seen,) And the root of true love and longing it sprang up the twain between. 450 She looked upon him, and his glances, they answering sought her own-- Then she bade them to fill the wine-cup, had she dared, it were left undone, And she grieved she might not delay it, since to many a hero brave Who spake with the maids this wine-cup the signal of parting gave. Yet her body was e'en as his body, and his look did such courage give 455 To the maid, that she thought henceforward in the life of the knight to live. Then he stood upright, and he spake thus, 'Lady, I weary thee, Too long methinks do I sit here, I were lacking in courtesy! As befitting true knight and servant I mourn for thy woe so great, Lady, do thou command me, I will on thy bidding wait. 460 Wherever thou wilt, there I wend me. I will serve thee in all I may!' And the lady she quoth in answer, 'I believe thee, Sir Knight, alway!' Then his kindly host the Burg-grave, of his labour would nothing spare Lest the hours of his stay be heavy; and he asked if he forth would fare, And ride round the walls of the city? 'The battle-field shalt thou see, 465 And how we would guard our portals!' then Gamuret courteously Made answer, he fain would see it, the field where they late had fought, And the place where brave deeds of knighthood had by gallant hands been wrought.