“My well-belovèd uncle,”
the dying one then said,
“At this time it avails not
to give me any aid.
Now ware you well of Hagen!
ay, take my words for good;
For in his heart he nurses
an ever cruel mood.
“My well-belovèd uncle,”
the dying one then said,
“At this time it avails not
to give me any aid.
Now ware you well of Hagen!
ay, take my words for good;
For in his heart he nurses
an ever cruel mood.