Summary

Gudrun: A Mediaeval Epic

How fares it with Queen Hilda? Who sent you here? and who is left to guard her?”
[816]
Said one: “Your lady sent us; to you for help she turns:
Wasted are your castles; your lands the foeman burns.
Gu-drun from thence is carried; her maidens, too, are taken:
Never can your kingdom from all these woes and ills again awaken.
[817]
“This must I say, moreover, we are in straitest need;
Now of your men and kindred a thousand there lie dead;
And into far-off kingdoms have foes your riches carried;
Your hoard of wealth is scattered: it shames good knights that thus your lands are harried.”
Source: Gutenberg

Gudrun: A Mediaeval Epic

After the fight was ended, as I have told before,
For many there was sorrow for the bitter wounds they bore:
Many who had fallen on the stormy field lay dying;
Children bereft of fathers bewailed them soon with tears they ne’er were drying.
[953]
With heavy hearts the Normans were wafted o’er the flood;
Every night and morning many a warrior good
Felt ashamed and sorry, thus from the sands to be driven;
So felt the old and the youthful, although in all things else they well had thriven.
[954]
They came to the Norman borders, unto King Ludwig’s land.
Source: Gutenberg

Gudrun: A Mediaeval Epic

The king was bitterly weeping, his breast with tears was wet;
The high-born queen besought him his sorrows to forget,
Thus wisely to him speaking: “Should all in death be stricken,
There must be an end of all things; it is the will of God their lives hath taken.”
[63]
Now all would hence be faring, but the queen to them did say:
“I beg you, knights and warriors, longer with us to stay;
Our gifts of gold and silver, that here for you are ready,
You should not think of meanly; our love for you is ever true and steady.”
Source: Gutenberg

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