The Nibelungenlied: Translated into Rhymed English Verse in the Metre of the Original
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The Nibelungenlied: Translated into Rhymed English Verse in the Metre of the Original
Epic poetry, German -- Translations into English
I'll tell you now no further / how he the lady plied,
But list ye first the story / what Gunther did betide
By Lady Brunhild lying. / In sooth the noble thane
By side of other ladies / a deal more happily had lain.
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Withdrawn were now attendants, / man and also maid;
Not long to lock the chamber / within the king delayed.
He weened to have good pleasure / of that fair lady,
Yet was the time still distant / when that she his wife should be.
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In gown of whitest linen / unto the bed she passed.
Then thought the knight full noble: / "Now have I here at last
All that I e'er desired / as long as I can tell."
Perforce her stately beauty / did please the monarch passing well.
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That they should shine more dimly / he placed the lights aside,
Then where did lie the lady / the thane full eager hied.
He placed himself a-nigh her, / his joy right great it was,
As in his arms the monarch / the winsome maid did there embrace.
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A loving plaisance had he / with vigor there begun
If that the noble lady / had let the same be done.
She then did rage so sorely / that grieved was he thereat;
He weened to find who loved him, / --instead he found him naught but
hate.
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Spake she: "Good knight and noble, / from this thing give o'er.
That which thou here hast hope of, / it may be nevermore.
A maid I still will keep me / --well mayest thou know that--
Until I learn that story." / Gunther wrathy grew thereat.
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Her gown he wrought to ruin / to win her maidenhead.
Whereat did seize a girdle / the full stately maid,
A strong and silken girdle / that round her sides she wore,
And with the same the monarch / she soon had brought to pains full sore.
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His feet and his hands also, / together bound she all,
Unto a nail she bore him / and hung him on the wall.
Him who disturbed her sleeping / in his love she sorely let,
And from her mighty prowess, / he full nigh his death had met.
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Then gan he to entreat her, / who master late had been.
"From these my bonds now loose me, / my full noble queen.
Nor trow I e'er, fair lady, / victor o'er thee to be,
And henceforth will I seldom / seek to lie thus nigh to thee."
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She recked not how 'twere with him, / as she full softly lay.
There hung he, will he nill he, / the night through unto day,
Until the light of morning / through the windows shone.
Could he e'er boast of prowess, / small now the measure he did own.
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"Now tell me, lordly Gunther, / wert thou thereat so sad,
If that in bonds should find thee" / --spake the fairest maid--
"Thy royal men-in-waiting, / bound by lady's hand?"
Then spake the knight full noble: / "Thou should'st in case most evil
stand.
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"Eke had I little honor / therefrom," continued he.
"For all thy royal honor / let me then go to thee.
Since that my fond embracements / do anger thee so sore,
With these my hands I pledge thee / to touch thy garment nevermore."
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