She arose and she spake unto Gunther the King: "I dare well say That nought is like to be left me of all my fair array Through your chamberlain's reckless dealing: he squandereth all my gold! Whosoever should bridle his folly, to him were I thankful-souled. Yon thane, he dreameth, quotha!--such rich gifts doth he give-- I have sent unto Death to take me! Nay, still am I minded to live. And as for the gold of my fathers, myself can waste it, I trow. Steward so open-handed never had queen ere now!" Then answered Hagen of Troneg: "Be it known, O Lady, to thee, Gold hath the King of Rhineland and raiment fair to see To bestow in such rich abundance, that in sooth he needeth not Of all the treasure of Brunhild to carry hence one jot." {P. 71} "Now nay, by your love I charge you," that Queen to the Rhine-lords spake, "With gold and with silken raiment coffers filled would I take Twice ten with me for my journey: myself with mine own hand Will bestow my royal bounty, when we come to Burgundia-land," For the Queen then stored they the coffers with many a precious gem; And the chamberlains of Brunhild the while must be watching them: She would suffer not Gunther's liegeman in the storing thereof to partake; And thereover Gunther and Hagen into merry laughter brake. "Now to whom," said that Daughter of Princes, "shall I commit my land Ere we go? Be a warder appointed by mine and by thine hand." Made answer Gunther the noble: "Summon thou hitherward Whomsoever thou pleasest: appoint him its governor and lord." Then the Lady looked on her kinsmen, and beheld one nigh at hand, And the man was her mother's brother; and to him gave she her command: "Now let my land and my castles be given in charge from this day Unto thee, till it please King Gunther to take them under his sway." Out of the train of her vassals two thousand men chose she For them which should fare on the journey with her unto Burgundy With the thousand knights of the Niblungs that with Siegfried voyaged o'er. For the journey they made them ready: men saw them ride to the shore. Four-score and six fair ladies did she lead with her overseas, And withal a hundred maidens, and sweet to see were these. Now forth and away would they hasten; they would linger there no more; But of such as they took not with them many an one wept sore. In fashion as well befitteth a queen, so left she the land: She kissed her nearest and dearest at the last farewell by the strand. And so with fair leave-taking they launched on the northern main; And the ancient land of her fathers the maid saw never again.