We know not, where that morning the warriors laid them down, Straight learn'd all the people in country and in town, That noble Uta's children to court were on their road. On them a hearty welcome was at Passau soon bestow'd. XLIII Well pleas'd was Bishop Pilgrin, the uncle of the queen. That with so many champions, all cas'd in armor sheen, His proud Burgundian nephews had come into the land. Soon, what good will he bore them, he made them understand. XLIV Along the roads to lodge them their friends all did their best. At Passau room was wanting to harbor every guest; They cross'd perforce the water, where on an open ground Were hasty tents erected, and rich pavilions pitch'd around. XLV They there were forc'd to tarry the space of one whole day, And eke the night till morning; how well receiv'd were they! Thence to the land of Rudeger they were to ride anew. Swift to him the tidings of their coming flew. XLVI When the way-weary warriors had ta'en some needful rest, And now were close approaching the country of their quest, They found upon the border a man that sleeping lay; Sir Hagan sprung upon him, and took his sword away. XLVII He was call'd Sir Eckewart, that sleep-oppressed knight; Sore griev'd was he and downcast at his defenceless plight, Stripp'd of so strong a weapon, and at a stranger's will. They found the march of Rudeger watch'd and warded ill. XLVIII "Woe's me for this dishonor!" the grief-struck warrior cried, "Alas that the Burgundians e'er hither thought to ride! Sure, since I lost Sir Siegfried, all joy is flown from me. Oh, well away, Sir Rudeger, how have I injur'd thee!" XLIX Sir Hagan scarcely waited to hear his sorrows through; He gave him back his weapon, and six red armlets too. "Take these, Sir Knight, as tokens that thou my friend wilt be: Thou'rt a bold chief to slumber thus lonely on the lea." L "God quit you for your armlets!" Sir Eckewart replied; "Yet much, I own, it grieves me that to the Huns you ride. You took the life of Siegfried, all hate you deadly here; As your true friend I warn you; watch well, and wisely fear." LI "Now God watch well and ward us," Hagan gave answer back; "No care have these good warriors, save for what now they lack, Fit and convenient quarters; fain would we learn aright Where we, both kings and subjects, may hope to lodge to-night. LII "Our steeds by this long journey are ruin'd past a doubt," Said the bold warrior Hagan, "our stores are all run out; Naught's to be had for money; we need (or else we're sped), Some host, who of his goodness to-night would give us bread." LIII