(C) Yea, even as she thrust him backward, it spurred his fury on,
So stinging each mighty sinew, that, spite of her vantage won,
He upwrithed himself against her: the flame of his rage outflashed,
And from wall unto wall of the chamber those wrestlers hurtled and crashed.
(C) Great fear and tribulation the King endured in that hour:
Oft must he flee before them to this side and that of the bower.
So furiously they grappled and strained, that a marvel it seemed
That out of the hands of each other their very lives were redeemed.
(C) In anguish of dread King Gunther trembled for each of twain;
But most was his spirit quaking lest Siegfried should be slain.