How Gunther fared to Isenland to Brunhild
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Tidings unknown to any from over Rhine now come,
How winsome maids a many far yonder had their home.
Whereof the royal Gunther bethought him one to win,
And o'er the thought the monarch of full joyous mood was seen.
There was a queenly maiden seated over sea,
Like her nowhere another was ever known to be.
She was in beauty matchless, full mickle was her might;
Her love the prize of contest, she hurled the shaft with valiant knight.
The stone she threw far distant, wide sprang thereafter too.
Who turned to her his fancy with intent to woo,
Three times perforce must vanquish the lady of high degree;
Failed he in but one trial, forfeited his head had he.
This same the lusty princess times untold had done.
When to a warrior gall
