This man by name was Rumold,
a knight of ready hand.
“To whom,” so spake he, “leave ye
your people and your land?
Alas, that none can turn you,
ye warriors, from your mood!
This message of Kriemhilda’s
to me ne’er boded good.”
This man by name was Rumold,
a knight of ready hand.
“To whom,” so spake he, “leave ye
your people and your land?
Alas, that none can turn you,
ye warriors, from your mood!
This message of Kriemhilda’s
to me ne’er boded good.”