However hard the winter, still in snow and rain
My clothes must you be washing, altho’ cold winds are blowing;
So will you be wishing that you the warmth of heated rooms were knowing.”
[1065]
Unwillingly she waited until the night drew near;
From this Gu-drun the high-born gained at last some cheer.
Then into her bedroom went Hildeburg in sorrow;
There they wept together for the work that they must do upon the morrow.
[1066]
Then the Lady Hildeburg said to her in tears: