And now my lord, King Herwic, sends to beg your men to his help to rally.”
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Gu-drun, the lovely maiden, then from her seat upstood;
The wrongs that had been done her she to her father showed:
She said her men were slaughtered, and her castles wasted,
And told her father, Hettel, that to ride to Herwic’s help she would he had hasted.
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Then in her arms she pressed him, her eyes with weeping wet:
“Help, O dearest father! My woes are all too great,
Unless your many liegemen, with ready hand, are willing