Then the hearts of the women with many fears he loaded;
For the sake of gold to be given, to take their lives he now was sharply goaded.
[1473]
When that Hilda’s daughter against her saw him bear
A sharp and naked weapon, she well indeed might fear,
And mourn that, far from kindred, she was thus forsaken.
Had not young Hartmut seen it, the knave her head from her would then have taken.
[1474]
She so forgot her breeding that now she screamed aloud,
As if in dread of dying; great fear made wild her mood.