Let our last sad service requite him for all that to us he hath done
In kindness passing loyal, and to many a homeless one.
We be here in a strange land strangers like Rüdiger the knight...
Why keep ye us here waiting? Let us bear him hence forthright,
And render the perished hero such honour as we may,
Such as we gladly had rendered, were he alive this day.”
Answered and spake King Gunther: “No service is worthier praise
Than that to a dead friend rendered by his friends of the olden days;
Yea, when in your power it lieth, that call I friendship true.
It is meet ye should do him service for the love he hath shown unto you.”