Never ere then had he rendered the service done by a thrall,
That he should stand by the stirrup while heroes mounted the selle!
And those fair ones from the casements that gazed saw all full well.
In the selfsame fashion accoutred were those princely heroes twain;
For white as snow were their horses, and their raiment white without stain.
As the one was, so was the other; and lovely the shield-rims shone
On the arms of the heroes hanging, flashing brightness like to the sun.
Gleaming with precious gemstones were saddle and breast-band strait.
So rode they in princely fashion before Brunhild’s palace-gate;
And a chiming of bells all-golden that hung from their trappings was heard