His life, methinks, | as thou shalt lose,
(His fortune lose | and the lives of his sons;)
Him shall Guthrun, | grim of heart,
With the biting blade | in his bed destroy.
[60]. “It would better beseem | thy sister fair [[439]]
To follow her husband | first in death,
If counsel good | to her were given,
Or a heart akin | to mine she had.
[61]. “Slowly I speak,— | but for my sake
Her life, methinks, | she shall not lose;