And Eckwart Lord of the Marches went forth with Kriemhild then.
All these took leave of their people, from the henchman unto the knight,
The stately dame and the handmaid, even as was meet and right:
With manifold clasping and kissing was wrought that sundering.
So fared they forth blithe-hearted from the land of Gunther the King.
Far on the way with them kinsfolk for friendship and honour fared.
Unto Burgundy’s uttermost marches for their resting was lodging prepared
Wheresoe’er in the land of Gunther they chose to abide for the night.
Therewithal to the old king Siegmund were messengers sent forthright,
To bear unto him the tidings and to Siegelind the Queen