Margarete Münsterberg, ed., trans. A Harvest of German Verse. 1916.
By The FalconDer von Kürenberg (c. 1175)
I
For more than a year;
And when I had tamed him
And decked his feathers, tying
Them with a golden band,
He rose so swiftly, flying
Far to another land.
Gaily soaring;
And from his feet were waving
Fair silken ribbons,
And on his wings each feather
Was ruddy gold to see;
Ah, God bring those together
Who lovers fain would be!