Then came the queen towards him,
and over him she leant,
And for the stalwart Iring
gave to her sorrow vent;
She wept, his wounds beholding,
and bitter was her grief.
Then spake unto his kinsmen
that brave and gallant chief:
Then came the queen towards him,
and over him she leant,
And for the stalwart Iring
gave to her sorrow vent;
She wept, his wounds beholding,
and bitter was her grief.
Then spake unto his kinsmen
that brave and gallant chief: