“Then I myself will ride on,”
did gallant Siegfried cry,
“And keep the foremost outlook,
till we the foe espy;
Until I find out where these
same crafty warriors lurk.”
Fair Sieglind’s son then quickly
donned helmet and hauberk.
“Then I myself will ride on,”
did gallant Siegfried cry,
“And keep the foremost outlook,
till we the foe espy;
Until I find out where these
same crafty warriors lurk.”
Fair Sieglind’s son then quickly
donned helmet and hauberk.