But the twain in the sight of all men strode with lion-port
Alone across the bailey, and in front of a palace wide.
They cared not who should withstand them, they faced all dauntless-eyed.
They sat them down on a settle before the palace-wall
Over against the windows and the doors of the Queen’s own hall.
On their mighty limbs was gleaming their royal-rich array;
And many an one who beheld them much marvelled who were they.
Many an one of the Hunfolk, as on wild beasts of the wold,
Gazed open-mouthed upon them, on the heroes haughty-souled.
And Etzel’s Queen through a casement beheld that terrible twain,