Who can tell how many now in death were lying?
The day was lost to Ludwig, who there his strength with Herwic would be trying.
[1445]
Soon Gu-drun’s betrothéd reached over Ludwig’s shield,
And smote him ’neath his helmet; well his sword did he wield.
Him he sorely wounded, and strength no more did leave him;
Grim death he there awaited until King Herwic should of life bereave him.
[1446]
Then Herwic with his broadsword smote the king anew;
At once the head of Ludwig from off his shoulders flew.