Right seldom a hire he accepted from whosoe’er it might be.
And his servants were like to their master: haughty as he were they grown.
So there stood Hagen unheeded still by the river alone.
Once more so loudly he shouted, the whole stream rang again;
For like to the crashing thunder was the mighty voice of the thane:
“Me—Amelrich—ferry thou over! Elsè’s liegeman am I,
Who by reason of feud with foemen from thy land was enforced to fly.”
High on his sword he uplifted the armlet full in his sight—
Fair-wrought and golden-ruddy, and flashed therefrom the light—
To tempt him to ferry him over into Gelfrat’s land.