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Then kiss’d the margrave’s daughter the three kings fittingly,

As also did her mother; Hagen was standing by,

Her father bade her kiss him; she cast a look at him,

And fain had she not done it— she thought he look’d so grim.

Yet straightway must she do it, since so the master said;

Her cheeks were changed in colour to mingled white and red.

Then Dankwart likewise kiss’d she, and then the Minstrel too;

By reason of his valour such greeting was his due.

The margrave’s youthful daughter took presently the hand

Of Giselher, the warrior from the Burgundian land:

Her mother, too, did likewise to Gunther, the brave king,

So went they with the heroes in gladness revelling.

The host along with Gernot went into a wide hall,

Where they were quickly seated, both knights and ladies all;

Good wine was call’d for straightway, which to the guests they gave.

Ay, surely never heroes could better treatment have.

With many an eager eye-glance the men look’d lovingly

On Rüdeger’s young daughter: she was so fair to see.

Ay, in his thoughts embraced her full many a warrior good,

And right well she deserved it; but she was proud of mood:

Think might they as it pleased them, such thing could not be done.

And to and fro men’s glances meanwhile oft lit upon

Right many a dame and maiden; plenty were seated there.

Goodwill the noble minstrel unto the host did bear.