This wrong unto her had Hagen and her brother Gunther done.
How she might wreak her vengeance still thought she day by day:—
“Now am I waxen so mighty, I have such far-reaching sway,
That I of them that have wronged me could exact the penalty.
Gladly with Hagen of Troneg would I deal as he dealt with me!
For my belovèd mourneth my spirit within me still.
Might I but draw them hither which have worked me all this ill,
Then, then might I have vengeance at last for my Siegfried’s death.
Scarce can I endure this waiting!” she moaned with passionate breath.
Well was she loved of all men of Etzel’s vassal-array