How Kriemhild thought to avenge her Wrong
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In full lordly honor, —truth is that ye hear—
Dwelt they with each other until the seventh year.
Meanwhile Lady Kriemhild a son to Etzel bore,
Nor gladder might the monarch be o'er aught for evermore.
Yet would she not give over, nor with aught be reconciled,
But that should be baptizéd the royal Etzel's child
After Christian custom: Ortlieb they did him call.
Thereat was mickle joyance over Etzel's borders all.
Whate'er of highest virtues in Lady Helke lay,
Strove the Lady Kriemhild to rival her each day.
Herrat the stranger maiden many a grace she taught,
Who yet with secret pining for her mistress Helke was distraught.
To stranger and to native full well she soon was known,
Ne'er monarch's country, said they, did royal mi
