In richly broider’d vestment
they wrapp’d the body round,
And then, I ween, that no one
unweeping there was found.
With all her heart wept Uté—
a noble woman she—
And each of her attendants
the goodly corpse to see.
In richly broider’d vestment
they wrapp’d the body round,
And then, I ween, that no one
unweeping there was found.
With all her heart wept Uté—
a noble woman she—
And each of her attendants
the goodly corpse to see.