Epic poetry, German -- Translations into English; Nibelungen -- Poetry
For the banquet were seats rich-carven, broad tables goodly to see
Laden with plenty, as singeth the ancient minstrelsy.
Of all the due of the feasters there lacked not anything.
Sat many a noble baron in the presence of the King.
Then entered the chamberlains bringing in basons golden-red
For the hands of the guests bright water--all vainly his labour were
sped
Who would say that courtlier service was rendered ever on earth
At a prince's feast--I would reckon his word as nothing-worth.
But or ever the Lord of the Rhineland set hand to the water clear,
Siegfried--unshamed might he do it--unto Gunther the King drew near:
"Bethink thee of that faith royal and the pledge thou gavest me,"
He said, "ere thou sawest Brunhild in Iceland far oversea."
Yea, he added and said, "Remember how thou swarest by thy right hand,
In the day we should bring Queen Brunhild home unto this your land,
Thou wouldst give me to wife thy sister--doth the oath unbroken
remain?
Thou knowest, for that thy journey I begrudged nor travail nor pain."
The host to the guest made answer: "Well dost thou to call it to
mind.
I will break not the oath that with hand-clasp close to my soul did I
bind.
Lo, I help thee to its fulfilment--may blessing thereof befall!"
Then sent he his word unto Kriemhild to come to the King in the
hall[9].
With the train of her lovely maidens on to the hall she swept;
Then from the dais of honour Giselher lightly stept:--
{P. 83}
"Now give ye command to the handmaids that backward they turn to
their bower:
It befits that alone my sister commune with the King in this hour."
Thither bring they the Lady Kriemhild where waiting doth Gunther
stand,
And noble knights stood round him, and princes of many a land.
And now proclaimed they silence through the Hall of the Presence
vast.
--In the midst of the hush Queen Brunhild to the feast-hall proudly
passed.
(C) So entered the maid, nothing wotting of work whose fulfilment was
nigh.
But first spake the son of Dankart to his knights that stood thereby:
"Help me at need, that my sister may take for her lord Siegfried."
With one accord they answered: "In sooth 'twere a goodly deed!"
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