“Now, by the Lord! Sir Iring,”
cried Giselher the lad,
“For these thou needs must pay me
who lie before thee dead—
By thee this moment slaughter’d;”
then ran on him straightway
And smote the knight of Denmark
so that he needs must stay.
“Now, by the Lord! Sir Iring,”
cried Giselher the lad,
“For these thou needs must pay me
who lie before thee dead—
By thee this moment slaughter’d;”
then ran on him straightway
And smote the knight of Denmark
so that he needs must stay.