Then spake unto her her brethren: “Belovèd sister, consent,
And all thy tribulation shall be swallowed up in content.”
So long and so instantly prayed they, that the Queen of the Sorrowful Life
Pledged her at last to the heroes to be King Etzel’s wife.
She spake: “I needs must yield me, a crown of sorrow who wear,
With you to go to the Hunfolk when ye bid me thither to fare,
If I find friends trusty and loyal to lead me hence to your land.”
And thereto in the heroes’ presence fair Kriemhild gave her hand.
Answered the Lord of the Marches: “Though thou have but liegemen twain,
Thereto can I add full many. With all these in thy train