Render me my plumage fair
Lest I blast you standing there!"
(Fiercely faced she Wêland-Smith.)
"What reck I of passion and pride?"
(So made answer Wêland-Smith.)
"What reck I of passion and pride?
Witless woman-words fly wide.
Woman, you are Wêland's bride,
'Shall come meekly to his side,
And he will not be denied."