HAGEN
The hero pale
Will blow it no more;
No more will he ride
To battle or chase
Or gaily go wooing fair women.
GUTRUNE [With growing terror.
What bring they here?
[The procession reaches the middle of the hall, and the vassals set down the body on a hastily improvised platform.
HAGEN
'Tis a wild boar's spoil they bring thee:
Siegfried, thy husband slain.
[Gutrune shrieks and falls upon the corpse. General emotion and mourning.
GUNTHER
[Bends over the fainting Gutrune.