Epic poetry, German -- Translations into English; Nibelungen -- Poetry
Now came the two young princes into the hall, and heard;
For touching those glad tidings had come to them yet no word.
Bright at beholding the envoys shone young Giselher's eyes
For the love that he bare to his sister: and he spake in friendliest
wise:
"Heralds twain, ye be welcome, right welcome to us this day!
An ye came but oftener riding upon the Rhineward way,
Here should ye find friends' faces that ye should gladly see.
Small sorrow or scathe should betide you here in Burgundy!"
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"Yea, in all honour," said Schwemmel, "we hail this greeting of
thine!
Of a surety I cannot tell you by any words of mine
What loving greetings be sent you of Etzel the Lord of the land,
And your noble sister, who highest beside him in honour doth stand.
And the Queen unto thy remembrance calleth thy faith and thy love,
And the true heart's tender kindness, and the steadfastness thereof.
Now first before all unto Gunther our King's request we bear
That ye of your grace into Hunland would ride, to greet them there.
Etzel the King most mighty hath straitly commanded us
That by all his love we entreat you, and to each and to all say
thus--
If haply the love of your sister avail not to draw you hence,
Yet fain would he know what trespass ye have found in him, or
offence,
That ye hold you so far from his kingdom, and the land ye have never
seen.
Yea, though unto you a stranger, and wholly unknown were the Queen,
Yet himself might surely merit that ye deigned to look on his face!
If to this ye consent, ye shall gladden his heart by this great
grace."
Answered and spake King Gunther: "After the seventh night
Will I render to you mine answer, the thing that hath seemed me right
In council with friends and kinsmen. Depart ye; tarry the while
In the halls wherein we have lodged you, and find there rest from
your toil!"
But spake the minstrel Werbel: "May this not also be,
That we come before Queen Uta, and the face of our Lady see
Or ever we pass from the presence royal unto our rest?"
And Giselher the courteous made answer to his request:
"That boon shall no man deny you: if ye to her presence would go,
After the will of my mother and her heart's desire were it so.
For my sister's sake your faces right gladly will she see.
For the sake of the Lady Kriemhild welcome to her shall ye be."
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