Answered the Lord of the Marches: “This then remaineth to say—
Hence will we take our departing on the four-and-twentieth day.
Unto Gotlind the well-belovèd, my wife, will I send the word
That I for the wooing of Kriemhild am on ambassage sent of my Lord.”
To his wife at Bechlaren tidings sent that knightly thane.
Joyful at once and sorry was that high-born chatelaine
That her lord should be sent forth seeking another bride for his King;
For unto the dear dead Helka did the love of her heart still cling.
So when the messengers’ tidings to the Margravine were told,
Unwelcome it came in a measure, and the Lady was sorrowful-souled;