'This will I contribute to your burning, Brynhild. It would have been better if you had been burned while you were still alive, before you were guilty of getting such a splendid man as Sigurth Fafnisbani slain. I was always friendly to him and therefore I shall attack you in a reproachful song which will make you hated by everybody who hears what you have done.'
After that Brynhild and the ogress chanted to one another.
The ogress sang as follows:
Thou shalt not be suffered to pass through my courts
With their pillars of stone in my mansion drear,—
Better far wert thou busied at home with thy needle!
Not thine is the husband thou followest here.
Inconstant soul, why comest thou hither?
From the land of the Romans why visit'st thou me?
Full many a wolf hast thou made be partaker