English poem
Then to Siegfried of Moorland at once King Hettel told
by Mary Pickering Nichols (1829–1915)
Then to Siegfried of Moorland at once King Hettel told All the heavy tidings that he in his breast did hold; He pledged to him his friendship, so long as he was living, If Hartmut’s foul misdoing now to repay, his help he would be giving.
To him the lord of Alzabie, the Moorish Siegfried said: “Knew we where to find them, they should our coming dread.” The aged Wâ-te answered: “I can show you nearly Their path across the water: and we perhaps on the sea may meet them early.”
Then to them all spake Hettel: “Where can ships be sought? And, if I wish to harm them, how bring my wish about? I might at home make ready within their lands to seek them, And there, when I had found them, my anger for my wrongs should quick o’ertake them.”
To him then said old Wâ-te: “In this I can help you still; God is ever mighty to do whate’er he will. I know within these borders now are lying near us Well-made ships full seventy; filled with food, these barks from the sands will bear us.
More by Mary Pickering Nichols
- Then to Gu-drun they offered castles strong and lands
- Then to her in answer spake the friendly swan
- Then to his sister Ortrun Hartmut freely spake
- Then to his trusty liegemen Hagen called aloud
- Then to the band of wanderers the lordly Hagen said
- Then to them said Morunc: “Would there were nothing more
- Then, in the midst of uproar, they rode away from the shore
- These clothes I should be washing down to the tide I’ll bear