In a strange land yet was her Falcon with the victory in his wing.
When borne down love’s dream-river was the heart of Siegelind’s son,
As an idle wind was the wooing of all save him alone.
Above all men was Siegfried worthy the chosen of women to wed:—
Now soon to the fair shall the fearless by the hand of love be led.
Then his friends took thought for Siegfried, and the wise in council met,
When they knew the heart of the hero on the love of woman set.
“Seek her for thy bride,” they counselled, “whose birth shall shame not thee.”
Answered the prince: “None other than Kriemhild this shall be!
Lo, she is a great king’s daughter, and the Star of Burgundia she is,