Welcomer news heard never the vassals of Hunland’s Lord.
(C) And when to the Daughter of Princes the tidings thereof was told,
From her stricken heart in a measure the burden of grief was rolled,
Since now from the land of her fathers came they which had done her a wrong—
Ay, they through whom King Etzel had sorrow enow ere long!
Fast, fast pressed onward the heralds as the tale to the King they bare
How that the Niblung chieftains nigh unto Hunland were.
Kriemhild the Queen from a casement watched with eager eye
For her kinsmen, as friends sore-yearning look forth as friends draw nigh.
At last she beheld those thousands from the ancient home that came;