Feirefis Angevin would urge him, his brother, to joust to ride, But Kondrie, she grasped his bridle, lest conflict should there betide, 100 And the maiden, true but unlovely, spake thus unto Parzival, 'Shield and banner, thou sure shouldst know them, of the Grail are these heroes all, And ready to do thee service.' Then out spake the heathen bold, 'If so it shall be, from battle mine hand may I well withhold.' Then Parzival prayed that Kondrie would ride forward, the knights to meet, 105 And she rode, and she spake of the gladness that neared them with flying feet. And, one and all, the Templars sprang straightway unto the ground, And from off their head the helmet in the self-same hour unbound, And Parzival they greeted, and they were in his greeting blest, And Feirefis they welcomed as befitted a noble guest. 110 And then with the twain to Monsalväsch the Templars they took their way; Though they wept, yet methinks that gladness was the fount of their tears that day. And a countless folk they found there, many grey-haired knights and old, And pages of noble bearing, and of servants, a host untold. And sad were the folk and mournful, whom their coming might well rejoice, 115 And Parzival and his brother they welcomed with friendly voice, And kindly did they receive them, without, in the palace court, At the foot of the noble stairway, and the knights to the hall they brought. And, e'en as was there the custom, a hundred carpets round, Each one with a couch upon it, were spread there upon the ground; 120 And each couch bare a velvet covering, and methinks, if the twain had wit, The while that the squires disarmed them 'twould pleasure them there to sit. And a chamberlain came towards them, and he brought to them vesture fair, And each should be clad as the other, and many a knight sat there. And they bare many precious vessels of gold, (none I ween was glass,) 125 And the twain they drank, and upstood them to get them to Anfortas.