For mighty love hath constrained her to yield unto him this grace.
Glad noise of jubilation and the merry tourney’s clang,
Still as the days on-fleeted, round Gunther’s palace rang,
Within, without, as in feast-hall and in lists the valiant vied;
And by marvels of prowess were Ortwein and Hagen magnified.
In what manly sport soever men strove, these twain evermore,
These champions keen in the onset, their part to the uttermost bore.
In the eyes of the guests of the kingdom bright made they their renown:
Of the whole land of King Gunther the glory were they and the crown.
They which had long lain wounded now to the sun forth came: