At Traisenmauer she tarried till four days were fulfilled;
And all that time on the highways for never an hour was stilled
The uprolling of dust on all sides like smoke from a forest aflame
As the riders of Etzel thither through the land of the Easterlings came.
For by this had the joyful tidings been told unto Etzel the King
How royally Lady Kriemhild through the land was journeying.
By that sweet expectation slain, was the old pain gone,
And arose the King, and hastened to meet that loveliest one.
Streamed far along the highways warriors of many a tongue.
To herald the coming of Etzel came knights in a valiant throng;