Sigurth alone | of all had been lord,
If a little longer | his life had been.
[9]. “Right were it not | that so he should rule
O’er Gjuki’s wealth | and the race of the Goths; [[407]]
Five are the sons | for ruling the folk,
And greedy of fight, | that he hath fathered.”
[a]10]. Then Brynhild laughed— | and the building echoed—
Only once, | with all her heart;
“Long shall ye joy | in lands and men,
Now ye have slain | the hero noble.”