William Morris,
The Story of Sigurd the Volsung and the Fall of the Niblungs
“ But ever she sat in the high-seat and nursed the flame in her heart. In the sight of all people she sat, with unmoved face and wan, And to no man gave she a word, nor looked on any man. Then the dusk and the dark drew over, but stirred she never a whit, And the word of Siggeir's sending, she gave no heed to it. And there on the morrow morning must he sit him down by her side, When unto the council of elders folk came from far and wide. And there came Siggeir's woodmen, and their voice in the hall arose: "There is no man left on the tree-beam: some beast hath devoured thy foes ”
