Siegmund my father: returning soon shalt thou see us again,
So God but grant good fortune to us, to the land of the Rhine.
While thou with the King abidest fair days and glad shall be thine.”
Now all were at point of departing: banners to staves they bound.
Many of Gunther’s liegemen the while were standing round:
But that all was hollow semblance no man of these was ware.
Sooth, mighty was the war-host arrayed round Siegfried there.
The hauberks and the helmets on the horses laded they:
Knights many stalwart and fearless would forth of the land straightway.
Then stole thence Hagen of Troneg: to the presence of Kriemhild he came,