The margravine no sooner
had heard what Hagen said,
Than bygone woes were waken’d,
and tears she needs must shed.
Upon the death of Nudung
she sorrowfully thought,
How Witege had slain him:
thus grief upon her wrought.
The margravine no sooner
had heard what Hagen said,
Than bygone woes were waken’d,
and tears she needs must shed.
Upon the death of Nudung
she sorrowfully thought,
How Witege had slain him:
thus grief upon her wrought.