They halted on their journey,
naught else was to be done.
They saw how in the darkness
the polish’d bucklers shone,
Until at last would Hagen
no longer brook delay:
“Who hunts us on the highway?”
to him must Gelfrat say.
They halted on their journey,
naught else was to be done.
They saw how in the darkness
the polish’d bucklers shone,
Until at last would Hagen
no longer brook delay:
“Who hunts us on the highway?”
to him must Gelfrat say.