Never a tale so happy had Lady Hilda gladdened
As this that now they told her: Ludwig was slain, who long her life had saddened.
[1564]
She asked: “Still lives my daughter, and all her maiden band?”
They answered: “Herwic brings her, his own, again to her land.
Ne’er to so brave a warrior it hath befallen better.
Ortrun, too, they are bringing, and Hartmut, her brother; these in bonds they fetter.”
[1565]
“A happy tale you bring me,” said then the well-bred queen;
“My life with care and sadness by them hath cumbered been.