Whoso would keep life scatheless, betimes let him see to the same!
I mark how under their vesture glittering hauberks they wear:
What deed thereby they purpose I know not, neither care.”
Made answer in scornful anger Hagen the aweless man:
“Well know I, for my destruction is all their plot and plan;
And for this are the gleaming weapons that yon men bear in hand.
But for all they may do, shall I yet ride back into Burgundy-land.
Now tell unto me, friend Volker, by me art thou minded to stand
If these be fain to beset me, yon men of Kriemhild’s band?
Lo, by thy love I adjure thee, tell me thy mind herein,