SIEGFRIED
Helping thee is rest enough.
[He gives her his hand and accompanies her into the hall.
HAGEN
[Has mounted a rock at the back, and starts blowing his cow-horn.
Hoiho! Hoiho! Hoho!
Ye Gibich vassals,
Up and prepare!
Woeful tidings!
Weapons! Weapons!
Arm through the land!
Goodly weapons,
Mighty weapons
Sharp for strife!
Dire the strait!
Woe! Danger! Danger!
Hoiho! Hoiho! Hoho!
[Hagen remains where he is on the rock. Armed men arrive in haste by different paths; first singly, and then in larger and larger groups.
THE VASSALS