Now on the seashore weary lay they, one and all

Now on the seashore weary lay they, one and all; Very near were they resting to old King Ludwig’s hall. Altho’ the night had fallen, its towers they saw while waking; The brave and fearless warriors in stillness lay, no sound or outcry making.

The early star of morning now had risen high; Then came a lovely maiden unto the window nigh. She there was gazing skyward, to see when day was breaking, That she might bring the tidings, and rich reward from fair Gu-drun be seeking.