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Rh In Holland thou findest Vidrich alone,

With knights and warriors many a one."

Sir Vonved, look about thee!

From his breast he took an armlet bright,

And gave it to the other knight:

"Say that thou wert the very last man,

"Who ever gold from Sir Vonved wan."

Sir Vonved, look about thee!

Herr Vonved did to a castle ride,

And bid the porter open wide;

He shut the gate, the bolt he drew,

Over the wall Sir Vonved flew.

Sir Vonved, look about thee!

His good horse with a rope he bound,

His way to the castle-hall he found;

He sat him at the table free;

Never a word to man spake he.

Sir Vonved, look about thee!

He ate, he drank, he broke his bread,

Unto the king no word he said:

"Never I heard before a king,

So much accursed chattering!"

Sir Vonved, look about thee!

The king said to his knights all round,

"The crazy fellow must be bound;

Unless ye bind the stranger tight,

I ween your service is but slight."

Sir Vonved, look about thee!

"Take five, take twenty, knights, I say,

Come thou thyself into the play;