That unto the font baptismal of the faith of Christ the Lord
Brought was the child of Etzel, and Ortlieb they named the boy.
Then all King Etzel’s kingdom rejoiced with exceeding joy.
In the selfsame paths of virtue that Helka had trodden erst
The feet of the Lady Kriemhild paced day by day from the first;
By Herrat, the stranger princess, in the ways of the land were they set,
While her secret heart for Helka bore a burden of long regret.
The son of the land and the stranger with one accord confessed
That never had any kingdom of any king possessed
More bounteous queen and gracious: true witness they held it of her.