(C) A wealthy and princely abbey had Uta builded high After the death of Dankart with the wealth of her treasury, And with revenues richly endowed it, which it draweth unto this day. By Lorsch that cloister standeth in honour abiding aye. (C) Unto this were given thereafter of Kriemhild unstinted doles For the peace of the soul of Siegfried, and for all Christian souls. Gold gave she with hand ungrudging, and many a precious stone. More faithful wife hath never on earth unto us been known. (C) Since Kriemhild had granted forgiveness to the King for her lord's blood spilt, And of that great hoard thereafter had been spoiled through Gunther's guilt, Then higher swelled than ever the tide of her anguish of heart, And the noble lady and royal from his city was fain to depart. (C) Now it was so, that Lady Uta had builded a mansion beside That cloister of Lorsch, a palace goodly and great and wide. {P. 156} Thither went she leaving her children, and hid her from all men's eyes; And there to this day in her coffin the great queen buried lies. (C) Then spake the old king's widow: "Belovèd daughter, come; No longer here shalt thou tarry; with me shall be thine home At Lorsch in mine own palace: from weeping thou there shalt refrain." "Nay, where then," answered Kriemhild, "shall I leave my lord who was slain?" (C) "Even here," said the Lady Uta, "by the minster in peace let him lie." "Now God in Heaven forbid it!" that true wife made reply. "Nay, mother belovèd, never will I suffer it so to be. Hence of a truth must mine husband be taken thither with me." (C) Therefore the sorrowful-hearted bade them unseal his grave. To the noble bones of the Hero a resting-place they gave At Lorsch beside the minster with honour manifold. There still in a giant coffin lies the Hero chivalrous-souled. (C) But it came to pass at the season when Kriemhild should have gone To dwell with her mother, even as her will was to have done, In Worms must she tarry, forbidden to rest by the hallowed shrine. So was it by reason of tidings that came from afar over Rhine. XX. How Queen Kriemhild was Wooed for the King of the Huns