Then spake again wild Hagen: “What may be his name

Then spake again wild Hagen: “What may be his name, From whose rich kingdom driven, outcasts you became? You of wealth are owners, and, if not by his wits forsaken, To keep such worthy lieges within his land he would some pains have taken.”

He asked “Who them had outlawed, and what name he bore? Of what misdoings guilty, had they to this far shore Made their flight in sorrow, to ask the help of strangers?” To him then answered Horant: “To you will we make known our woes and dangers.

“He bears the name of ‘Hettel, Lord of the Hegeling land’; Brave and mighty is he, and sways with a heavy hand. We of all our happiness have been robbed and plundered; Of right are we embittered, since from our land and home we now are sundered.”

To him spoke Hagen kindly: “This to your good shall turn; I will in full repay you the losses that you mourn. If I make myself a beggar, by thus so freely giving, Yet from the king of the Hegelings you need not ask for help while I am living.

“If you, good knights,” he added, “here with me will stay, With you will I share right gladly the lands I own to-day; Such guerdon by King Hettel ne’er to you was given. The wealth from you he has taken, that give I you, and more by tenfold even.”