But sorrow is thine | if thou mightest all see;
Thy heritage heavy | here can I tell thee,
Sorrow never thou losest | unless I shall die.”
Atli spake:
[66]. “Not free of guilt am I; | a way shall I find
That is better by far,— | oft the fairest we shunned;—
With slaves I console thee, | with gems fair to see,
And with silver snow-white, | as thyself thou shalt choose.”
Guthrun spake:
[67]. “No hope shall this give thee, | thy gifts I shall take not,