Were I indeed a warrior, and knightly weapons wearing,
I’d stop the fighting gladly; and none to slay your brother then were daring.”
[1483]
Ortrun was sorely weeping; she still the maid besought,
Until within the window Gu-drun at length she brought,
Who with her hand then beckoned, and begged that it be told her
If from the land of her fathers knights had come who did in friendship hold her.
[1484]
Then the knightly Herwic answer thus did make:
“Who are you, young maiden, who news from us do seek?