Next morning Siegfried with a thousand of his men rode merrily forth. He
weened he should avenge the grievance of his kinsmen. Hagen rode so
near him that he could eye his clothes. When he saw the sign, he sent
in secret twain of his men, who should tell another tale: that Gunther's
land should still have peace and that Liudeger had sent them to the
king. How loth Siegfried now rode home again, or ever he had avenged his
kinsmen's wrongs! Gunther's men could hardly turn him back. He rode then
to the king; the host gan thank him. "Now God requite you of your will,
friend Siegfried, that ye do so willingly what I bid you. For this
I'll ever serve you, as I rightly should. I trust you more than all my
friends. Now that we be rid of this foray, I am minded to ride a-hunting
for bears and boars to the Vosges forest, as I have done oft-time." That
Hagen, the faithless knight, had counseled. "Let it be told to all my
guests, that we ride betimes. Those that would hunt with me must make
them ready. If any choose to stay at home to court the ladies, that
liketh me as well."
Then spake Sir Siegfried in lordly wise: "And ye would a-hunting, I'd
fain go with you. Pray lend me a huntsman and some brach, (1) and I will
ride to the pines."
"Will ye have but one?" spake the king anon. "I'll lend you, an' ye
will, four men to whom both wood and paths be known where the game is
wont to go, and who will not let you miss the camp."
Then rode the full lusty warrior to his wife, whilst Hagen quickly told
the king how he thought to trap the doughty knight. A man should never
use such faithlessness.
ENDNOTES:
(1) "Brach", 'hunting dog', cognate with M.H.G. "bracke", used
here.
ADVENTURE XVI. How Siegfried Was Slain.
Gunther and Hagen, the passing bold knights, faithlessly let cry
a-hunting in the woods, that with sharp spears they would hunt boars
and bears and bison. What might be braver? With them rode Siegfried
in lordly guise; many kinds of victual did they take along. At a cool
spring he later lost his life, the which Brunhild, King Gunther's wife,
had counseled. The bold knight then went to where he found Kriemhild.
His costly hunting garb and those of his fellowship were already bound
upon the sumpters, for they would cross the Rhine. Never could Kriemhild
have been more sorrowful. He kissed his love upon her mouth. "God let
me see thee, lady, still in health and grant that thine eyes may see me
too. Thou shalt have pastime with thy loving kinsmen. I may not stay at
home."
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