Gu-drun’s young brother is he; fair women’s smiles he’s seeking:
Ere he shall cool his anger, beneath his blows will helmets yet be breaking.
[1461]
“Now see I, too, brave Herwic, before the third gate there;
With him seven thousand followers upon the field are near.
He comes in guise most knightly, to win his own heart’s lady;
On him are gazing gladly the fair Gu-drun, and many maids already.
[1462]
“To hasten back to my castle, the thought too late has come.
I know not where, with my warriors, now to seek a home.