Then went that self-same minute
of Etzel’s liegemen four,
And thither from his chamber
the young king Ortlieb bore
Unto the prince’s table,
where Hagen also sate.
(The boy was doom’d to perish
through Hagen’s deadly hate.)
Then went that self-same minute
of Etzel’s liegemen four,
And thither from his chamber
the young king Ortlieb bore
Unto the prince’s table,
where Hagen also sate.
(The boy was doom’d to perish
through Hagen’s deadly hate.)