And they bid you now unto Rhineland to a glorious festal-tide.
Glad shall they be to behold you, hereof be ye certified.
They beseech my Lady Kriemhild withal that she come with thee
So soon as the feet of the winter from the face of the spring shall flee.
Or ever the summer waneth full fain would they look upon you.”
Answered Siegfried the mighty, “Not lightly this may I do!”
But Gere the earl Burgundian spake on furthermore:
“Nay also Uta your mother beseecheth you very sore,
And Giselher and Gernot: ye may not say them nay.
That ye dwell so far from their faces is their sorrow day by day.