Of champions' bloody battles many marvels shall ye hear.
A noble maid and fair, grew up in Burgundy,
In all the land about fairer none might be;
She became a queen full high, Chrimhild was she hight,
But for her matchless beauty fell many a blade of might.
For love and for delight was framed that lady gay,
Many a champion bold sighed for that gentle May;
Beauteous was her form! beauteous without compare!
The virgin's virtues might adorn many a lady fair.
Three kings of might had the maiden in their care,