<h2><SPAN name="chap05"></SPAN>Fifth Adventure<br/> How Siegfried First Saw Kriemhild</h2>
<p>A vast multitude of them that would attend the hightide drew daily to the
Rhine; and unto those that came for love of the king horses were given and
goodly raiment, and to each his place, even unto two and thirty princes of the
highest and the best. So they tell us.</p>
<p>And the women vied with one another in their attire. Giselher, the youth, and
Gernot, and their two squires, rested not from welcoming both friends and
strangers. They gave courtly greeting unto the warriors.</p>
<p>The guests brought with them to the Rhine, to the tourney, saddles worked in
ruddy gold, and finely-wrought shields, and knightly apparel. And the sick
rejoiced, and they that lay on their beds sore wounded forgot that death is an
hard thing. When the rumour of the festival was noised abroad, no man took heed
more of them that groaned, for each thought only how he might sojourn there as
a guest. Joy without measure had all they that were found there, and gladness
and rejoicing were in Gunther’s land.</p>
<p>On Whitsun morning there drew toward the hightide a goodly company of brave
men, fairly clad: five thousand or more, and they made merry far and wide, and
strove with one another in friendly combat.</p>
<p>Now Gunther knew well how, truly and from his heart, the hero of the Netherland
loved his sister whom he had not yet seen, and whose beauty the people praised
before that of all other maidens.</p>
<p>And he said, “Now counsel me, my kinsmen and my lieges, how we may order
this hightide, that none may blame us in aught; for only unto such deeds as are
good, pertaineth lasting fame.”</p>
<p>Then answered Ortwin, the knight, to the king, “If thou wilt win for
thyself glory from the hightide, let now the maidens that dwell with honour in
our midst appear before us. For what shall pleasure or glad a man more than to
behold beautiful damsels and fair women? Bid thy sister come forth and show
herself to thy guests.”</p>
<p>And this word pleased the knights.</p>
<p>“That will I gladly do,” said the king; and they that heard him
rejoiced. He sent a messenger to Queen Uta, and besought her that she would
come to the court with her daughter and her women-folk.</p>
<p>And these took from the presses rich apparel, and what lay therein in
wrapping-cloths; they took also brooches, and their silken girdles worked with
gold, and attired themselves in haste. Many a noble maiden adorned herself with
care, and the youths longed exceedingly to find favour in their eyes, and had
not taken a rich king’s land in lieu thereof. And they that knew not one
another before looked each upon each right gladly.</p>
<p>The rich king commanded an hundred men of his household, his kinsmen and hers,
to escort his sister, their swords in their hand. Uta, with an hundred and more
of her women, gorgeously attired, came forth from the female apartments, and
many noble damsels followed after her daughter. The knights pressed in upon
them, thinking thereby to behold the beautiful maidens.</p>
<p>And lo! the fair one appeared, like the dawn from out the dark clouds. And he
that had borne her so long in his heart was no more aweary, for the beloved
one, his sweet lady, stood before him in her beauty. Bright jewels sparkled on
her garments, and bright was the rose-red of her hue, and all they that saw her
proclaimed her peerless among maidens.</p>
<p>As the moon excelleth in light the stars shining clear from the clouds, so
stood she, fair before the other women, and the hearts of the warriors were
uplifted. The chamberlains made way for her through them that pressed in to
behold her. And Siegfried joyed, and sorrowed likewise, for he said in his
heart, “How should I woo such as thee? Surely it was a vain dream; yet I
were liefer dead than a stranger to thee.”</p>
<p>Thinking thus he waxed oft white and red; yea, graceful and proud stood the son
of Sieglind, goodliest of heroes to behold, as he were drawn on parchment by
the skill of a cunning master. And the knights fell back as the escort
commanded, and made way for the high-hearted women, and gazed on them with glad
eyes. Many a dame of high degree was there.</p>
<p>Said bold Sir Gernot, the Burgundian, then, “Gunther, dear brother, unto
the gentle knight, that hath done thee service, show honour now before thy
lieges. Of this counsel I shall never shame me. Bid Siegfried go before my
sister, that the maiden greet him. Let her, that never greeted knight, go
toward him. For this shall advantage us, and we shall win the good warrior for
ours.”</p>
<p>Then Gunther’s kinsmen went to the knight of the Netherland, and said to
him, “The king bids thee to the court that his sister may greet thee, for
he would do thee honour.”</p>
<p>It rejoiced Siegfried that he was to look upon Uta’s fair child, and he
forgot his sorrow.</p>
<p>She greeted him mild and maidenly, and her colour was kindled when she saw
before her the high-minded man, and she said, “Welcome, Sir Siegfried,
noble knight and good.” His courage rose at her words, and graceful, as
beseemed a knight, he bowed himself before her and thanked her. And love that
is mighty constrained them, and they yearned with their eyes in secret. I know
not whether, from his great love, the youth pressed her white hand, but two
love-desirous hearts, I trow, had else done amiss.</p>
<p>Nevermore, in summer or in May, bore Siegfried in his heart such high joy, as
when he went by the side of her whom he coveted for his dear one. And many a
knight thought, “Had it been my hap to walk with her, as I have seen him
do, or to lie by her side, certes, I had suffered it gladly! Yet never, truly,
hath warrior served better to win a queen.” From what land soever the
guests came, they were ware only of these two. And she was bidden kiss the
hero. He had never had like joy before in this world.</p>
<p>Said the King of Denmark then, “By reason of this high greeting many good
men lie low, slain by the hand of Siegfried, the which hath been proven to my
cost. God grant he return not to Denmark!”</p>
<p>Then they ordered to make way for fair Kriemhild. Valiant knights in stately
array escorted her to the minster, where she was parted from Siegfried. She
went thither followed by her maidens; and so rich was her apparel that the
other women, for all their striving, were as naught beside her, for to glad the
eyes of heroes she was born.</p>
<p>Scarce could Siegfried tarry till they had sung mass, he yearned so to thank
her for his gladness, and that she whom he bore in his heart had inclined her
desire toward him, even as his was to her, which was meet.</p>
<p>Now when Kriemhild was come forth to the front of the minster, they bade the
warrior go to her again, and the damsel began to thank him, that before all
others he had done valiantly. And she said, “Now, God requite thee, Sir
Siegfried, for they tell me thou hast won praise and honour from all
knights.”</p>
<p>He looked on the maid right sweetly, and he said, “I will not cease to
serve them. Never, while I live, will I lay head on pillow, till I have brought
their desire to pass. For love of thee, dear lady, I will do this.”</p>
<p>And every day of twelve, in the sight of all the people, the youth walked by
the side of the maiden as she went to the court. So they showed their love to
the knight.</p>
<p>And there was merriment and gladness and delight in the hall of Gunther,
without and within, among the valiant men. Ortwin and Hagen did many wonderful
deeds, and if any devised a sport, warriors, joyous in strife, welcomed it
straightway. So were the knights proven before the guests, and they of
Gunther’s land won glory. The wounded also came forth to take part with
their comrades, to skirmish with the buckler, and to shoot the shaft, and waxed
strong thereby, and increased their might.</p>
<p>Gunther gave order that, for the term of the hightide, they should set before
them meats of the daintiest, that he might fail in naught as a king, nor the
people blame him.</p>
<p>And he came to his guests, and said, “Receive my gifts ere you go hence,
and refuse not the treasure that I would share with you.”</p>
<p>The Danes made answer, “Ere we turn again to our land, make thou a
lasting peace with us. We have need of such, that have many dear friends dead,
slain by thy warriors.”</p>
<p>Ludgast and eke the Saxon were healed of their wounds gotten in battle, but
many tarried behind, dead.</p>
<p>Then Gunther sought Siegfried and said, “Now counsel me in this. On the
morrow our guests ride forth, and they desire of me and mine a lasting
covenant. What they offer I will tell thee: as much gold as five hundred horses
may carry, they will give me to go free.”</p>
<p>And Siegfried answered, “That were ill done. Send them forth without
ransom, that they ride no more hither as foemen. And they shall give thee the
hand thereon for surety.”</p>
<p>And they told it to his enemies; also that none desired their gold. They said
it to the war-tired men, by reason of whom the dear ones of their own land
sorrowed.</p>
<p>And the king took shields full of treasure, and divided it among them without
weighing it, five hundred marks and more. Gernot, the brave knight, counselled
him thereto. And they took their leave, for they were aweary for home. And they
passed before Kriemhild and Queen Uta; never were knights dismissed more
courteously.</p>
<p>The chambers were void when they left, nevertheless the king abode there still
with his lieges and his vassals and knights. And these ceased not to go before
Kriemhild.</p>
<p>Then Siegfried, the hero, had also taken leave, for he thought not to attain
his desire. But the king heard of it, and Giselher the youth turned him back.
“Whither ridest thou, Sir Siegfried? Prithee yield to me in this. Go not
from among our knights, and Gunther, and his men. Here are fair maidens enow
that thou mayest behold at will.”</p>
<p>Said bold Sir Siegfried, “Let stand the horses, bear hence the shields. I
would have ridden forth and turned again to my land, but Giselher hath changed
my intent.”</p>
<p>So he abode among them through love, nor in any land had it been sweeter for
him. And Kriemhild, the fair maiden, he saw daily, by reason of whose beauty he
tarried.</p>
<p>They passed the time in sports and feats of chivalry. But his heart was weary
with love; yea, for love he sorrowed then, and, after, died miserably.</p>
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