And how much might be thine, if Kriemhild unto lovingkindness were wrought!”
Said Gunther: “We will essay it. By my brethren may she be beguiled:
These shall beset her with pleading that now she be reconciled.
We may win her to bring that treasure—yea, share it willingly.”
“Nay, sooth I misdoubt me,” said Hagen, “that this may ever be.”
Then the King sent word unto Ortwein unto the palace to fare,
And the Lord of the Marches, Gere: when these were gotten there,
Gernot withal, and the young Prince Giselher, they brought.
And these with words of kindness on their lips unto Kriemhild sought.
Then spake the Prince Burgundian Gernot the first, and he said: