What thing thou commandest soever, of a surety shall that be done:
Whom thou, Lord, appointest my bridegroom, I will wed that noble one.”
As a fire was the face of Siegfried, his eyes were rapture-ablaze
As the knight unto Kriemhild tendered love-service through all his days.
Then hand in hand they set them in the midst of the great hushed ring,
And they asked, “Wilt thou take this hero for thy lord and for thine heart’s king?”
A little she hung in the balance in maiden shamefastness;
But the Fortune of Siegfried whispered to her heart’s love, “Answer ‘Yes!’”
That she could not, and ah, she would not, deny unto him her hand;
And he plighted him her husband, the Hero of Netherland.