Thereon bold Wolfhart answer’d:
“Sir Minstrel, God doth know
No need have ye to taunt us,
ye’ve done us harm enow.
Durst I offend my master,
you’d be the worse for this,
But we must pass it over,
since strife forbidden us is.”
Thereon bold Wolfhart answer’d:
“Sir Minstrel, God doth know
No need have ye to taunt us,
ye’ve done us harm enow.
Durst I offend my master,
you’d be the worse for this,
But we must pass it over,
since strife forbidden us is.”