It shall be done
When I have talked with Kriemhild privately
And learned the secret from her.
GUNTHER.
Hast thou then
No bowels of compassion? Thy hard heart
No pity feeleth yet?
HAGEN.
Speak plainly, lord;
I cannot understand.
GUNTHER.
He shall not die.
HAGEN.
He lives while thou commandest. If I stood
Behind him in the woods and poised my spear,
But shake thy head, and for this traitor dies
A beast.