Nay, guard thee rather from Hagen—this rede, I wot, is good—
For in his heart he beareth a fell and murderous mood.
And if friends and kinsmen be minded Wolfhart’s death to lament,
Unto my nearest and dearest this message by thee be sent:—
Let there be for my sake no weeping, forasmuch as need is none.
At the hands of a king in battle a glorious death I won.
Such vengeance withal have I taken for my death, in this hall who die,
That many wives of warriors shall wail with bitter cry.
And if any would know the story of my last fight, fearlessly say
That mine own hand, unholpen, did five-score foemen slay.”