And awnings of costly loomwork were wide outstretched overhead,
That it seemed as if plain and meadow around them still were spread.
Now also in Etzel’s castle was the tale of their coming told,
And all therein, both women and men, were joyful-souled,
The household of Queen Helka, whom she graciously ruled of yore,
And for whom with Kriemhild were many happy days in store.
In its hall did high-born maidens in hope her coming abide
Whose hearts had carried a burden of grief since Helka died.
Yea, seven kings’ daughters Kriemhild in the castle fostered found;
And all the land of Etzel through these was far-renowned.