When Hagen heard that saying, he was wroth and bitter of mood.
But Giselher and Gernot, the haughty knights and good,
And the King, the mighty Gunther—in one mind stood these three:
If this should be Kriemhild’s pleasure, they would grant it ungrudgingly.
Spake Gere, Lord of the Marches: “This word unto her will I bring
That none shall let her from yielding her love unto Etzel the King
Unto whom in fear and in homage many a good knight bends.
For all her past wrongs suffered unto her may he make amends.”
Then into the presence of Kriemhild passed that gallant knight.
She gave to him gracious welcome, and he spake the word forthright: