Then in joy and in fair diversion, till eleven days were o'er, Feirefis abode at Monsalväsch, on the twelfth would he ride once-more, He would lead his wife, this rich man, to his army that yet did wait 555 His coming, and Parzival sorrowed for the brother he won so late, And mourned sore when he heard the tidings--Then counsel he took straightway, And a goodly force of the Templars did he send with them on their way, Thro' the woodland paths should they guide them--Anfortas, the gallant knight, Himself fain would be their escort--sore wept many maidens bright. 560 And new pathways they needs must cut them to Karkobra's city fair-- Then Anfortas, he sent a message to him who was Burg-grave there; And he bade him, if aye of aforetime rich gifts from his hand he won To bethink him, that so this service of true heart by him be done; His brother-in-law with his lady, the king's sister, he now must guide 565 Thro' the wood Loehprisein, where the haven afar lieth wild and wide-- For now 'twas the hour of parting, nor further the knights must fare, But Anfortas, he spake to Kondrie, and he bade her the message bear. Then from Feirefis, the rich man, the Templars leave did pray, And the courteous knight and noble rode hence on his homeward way. 570 And the Burg-grave no whit delayed him, but he did e'en at Kondrie's word, And gave welcome fair and knightly to the folk and their noble lord. Nor might Feirefis grow weary of his stay, at the dawn of day, With many a knight as escort, they guided him on his way. But I know not how far he had ridden, nor the countries his eyes had seen 575 Ere he came once more to Ioflanz, and its meadow, so fair and green.