For this that Daughter of Princes poured forth her thanks to the knight:
“Now God reward thee, Iring, thou thane renowned and bold!
To mine heart hast thou brought comfort, and made me joyful-souled.
Lo, I see on the battle-harness of Hagen a bloody stain!”
And for joy took Kriemhild the buckler herself from the hand of the thane.
“Small cause wilt thou have to thank him,” cried Hagen in fierce disdain:
“Let but thy valorous champion essay the deed again;
If alive he win back ever, a hero indeed shall he be;
And as for the wound he hath dealt me, small joy shall it be unto thee!
For the little scratch I have gotten that mine harness reddeneth,