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The Nibelungenlied

ADVENTURE XXI How Kriemhild Journeyed To The Huns.

Let now the mes­sen­gers ride. We will do you to wit, how the queen jour­neyed through the lands and where Gisel­her and Ger­not part­ed from her. They had served her as their feal­ty bade them. Down to Ver­gen (1) on the Danube they rode; here they gan crave leave of the queen, for they would ride again to the Rhine. With­out tears these faith­ful kins­men might not part. Doughty Gisel­her spake then to his sis­ter: “When­ev­er, la­dy, thou shouldst need me, when aught doth trou­ble thee, let me but know, and I will ride in thy ser­vice to Et­zel’s land.”

Those who were her kin she kissed up­on the mouth. Lov­ing­ly they took their leave of Mar­grave Rudeger’s men. The queen had with her many a fair-​fash­ioned maid, full a hun­dred and four, that wore cost­ly robes of rich, gay-​col­ored silks. Many broad shields were borne close by the ladies on the road, but many a lord­ly war­rior turned then from her.

They jour­neyed soon from thence down through Bavar­ian land. Here the tale was told that many un­known strangers had gath­ered there, where still a clois­ter standeth and where the Inn floweth in­to the Danube. In the town of Pas­sau, where lived a bish­op, lodg­ings were soon emp­tied and the prince’s court as well, as they hur­ried forth to meet the strangers in the Bavar­ian land, where the Bish­op Pil­grim (2) found fair Kriemhild. The knights of the land were lit­tle loth, when in her train they saw so many come­ly maids; with their eyes they court­ed the daugh­ters of no­ble knights. Lat­er good lodg­ings were giv­en the no­ble guests.

With his niece the bish­op rode to­ward Pas­sau. When it was told the burghers of the town that Kriemhild was come, their prince’s sis­ter’s child, well was she greet­ed by the mer­chants. The bish­op had the hope that they would stay. Then spake Sir Eck­ewart: “That may not be. We must fare fur­ther down to Rudeger’s land. Many knights await us, for all wot well the news.”

Well wist fair Gotelind the tale. She tired her and her no­ble child with care. Rudeger had sent her word that it thought him good that she should cheer the mind of the queen by rid­ing forth, with his vas­sals to the Enns (3) for to meet her. When this mes­sage had been giv­en, one saw on ev­ery side the roads alive; on foot and horse they has­tened to meet their guests. Now was the queen come to Ef­fer­ding. (4) Enow there were from the Bavar­ian land who might per­chance have done the guests much harm, had they robbed up­on the roads, as was their wont. That had been fore­stalled by the lord­ly mar­grave: he led a thou­sand knights or more.

Now Gotelind, the wife of Rudeger, was come; with her there rode many a no­ble knight in lord­ly ;vise. When they were come across the Traun, (5) up­on the plain by Enns, one saw erect­ed huts and tents, where the guests should have their lodg­ings for the night. Rudeger gave the vi­taille to his guests. Fair Gotelind left her lodg­ings far be­hind her; along the road there trot­ted many a shape­ly pal­frey with jin­gling bri­dle. Fair was the wel­come; right well was Rudeger pleased. Among those who rode to meet them on the way, on ei­ther side, in praise­wor­thy wise, was many a knight. They prac­tised chival­ry, the which full many a maid­en saw. Nor did the ser­vice of the knights mis­like the queen. When that Rudeger’s liege­men met the guests, many trun­cheons (6) were seen to fly on high from the war­riors’ hands in knight­ly cus­tom. As though for a prize they rode be­fore the ladies there. This they soon gave over and many war­riors greet­ed each oth­er in friend­ly wise. Then they es­cort­ed fair Gotelind from thence to where she saw Kriemhild. Scant leisure had they who wot how to serve the ladies.

The lord of Bechelaren rode now to his wife. Lit­tle it irked the no­ble mar­gravine that he was come so well and sound from the Rhine. In part her cares had giv­en way to .joy. When she had wel­comed him, he bade her dis­mount with the ladies of her train up­on the sward. Many a no­ble knight be­stirred him and served the ladies with ea­ger zeal. Then Kriemhild spied the mar­gravine stand­ing with her meiny. No near­er she drew, but checked the pal­frey with the bri­dle and bade them lift her quick­ly from the sad­dle. Men saw the bish­op with Eck­ewart lead his sis­ter’s child to Gotelind. All stood aside at once. Then the ex­iled queen kissed Gotelind up­on the mouth. Full lov­ing­ly spake Rudeger’s wife: “Now well is me, dear la­dy, that I have ev­er seen with mine own eyes your charm­ing self in these our lands. Naught liefer might hap to me in all these times.”

“Now God re­quite you,” quoth Kriemhild, “most no­ble Gotelind. Shall I and Botelung’s (7) son re­main alive and well, it may be lief to you that ye have seen me here.”

Nei­ther knew what must needs lat­er hap. Many maid­ens went to meet each oth­er in court­ly wise. The war­riors, too, were full ready with their ser­vice. Af­ter the greet­ing they sat them down up­on the clover. With many they be­came ac­quaint, who were full strange to them afore­time. As it was now high noon, men bade pour out wine for the ladies. The no­ble meiny no longer tar­ried, but rode to where they found many broad pavil­ions; there am­ple ser­vice stood ready for the guests.

That night they had re­pose till ear­ly on the morn. Those from Bechelaren made ready for to lodge the wor­thy guests. So well had Rudeger planned, that lit­tle enow they lacked. The em­bra­sures in the walls stood open, the cas­tle at Bechelaren was opened wide. In rode the guests whom men were fain to see; the no­ble host bade pur­vey them prop­er ease­ment. Most lov­ing­ly Rudeger’s daugh­ter with her meiny went to wel­come the queen. There, too, stood her moth­er, the mar­grave’s wife; many a high- born maid was greet­ed with de­light. They took each oth­er by the hand and hied them hence to a broad hall, fash­ioned full fair, un­der which the Danube flowed along. To­wards the breeze they sate and held great pas­time. What more they did I can­not tell, save that Kriemhild’s men-​at-​arms were heard to grum­ble that they fared so slow­ly on their way, for much it irked them. Ho, what good knights rode with them hence from Bechelaren!

Rudeger of­fered them much lov­ing ser­vice. The queen gave Gotelind’s daugh­ter twelve rud­dy arm­lets, and rai­ment too, as good as any that she brought to Et­zel’s land. Al­though the Ni­belung gold was tak­en from her, yet she did win the hearts of all that saw her with the lit­tle she still might have. Great gifts were giv­en to the courtiers of the host. In turn the La­dy Gotelind of­fered the guests from the Rhine wor­ship in such friend­ly wise, that men found pass­ing few of the strangers that did not wear her jew­els or her lord­ly robes.

When they had eat­en and should de­part, faith­ful ser­vice was prof­fered by the la­dy of the house to Et­zel’s bride. The fair young mar­gravine, too, was much ca­ressed. To the queen she spake: “When­so it thin­keth you good, I know well that my dear fa­ther will glad­ly send me to you to the Hun­nish land.” How well Kriemhild marked that the maid­en loved her tru­ly.

The steeds were har­nessed and led be­fore the cas­tle of Bechelaren and the no­ble queen took leave of Rudeger’s wife and daugh­ter. With a greet­ing many a fair maid part­ed too. Full sel­dom did they see each oth­er since these days. From Medelick (8) the folk bare in their hands many a rich cup of gold, in which they of­fered wine to the strangers on the high­way. Thus they made them wel­come. A host dwelt there, hight As­tolt, (9) who showed them the road to the Aus­tri­an land, to­wards Mautern (10) down the Danube. There the no­ble queen was lat­er served full well. From his niece the bish­op part­ed lov­ing­ly. How he coun­seled her that she should bear her well and that she should pur­chase hon­or for her­self, as Hel­ca, too, had done! Ho, what great wor­ship she lat­er gained among the Huns!

To the Traisem (11) they es­cort­ed hence the guests. Rudeger’s men pur­veyed them zeal­ous­ly, un­til the Huns came rid­ing across the land. Then the queen be­came ac­quaint with mick­le hon­or. Near the Traisem the king of the Hun­nish land did have a mighty cas­tle, hight Zeisen­mauer, (12) known far and wide. La­dy Hel­ca dwelt there afore­time and used such great virtues that it might not light­ly ev­er hap again, un­less it be through Kriemhild. She wist so how to give, that af­ter all her sor­row she had the joy that Et­zel’s liege­men gave her great wor­ship, of which she lat­er won great store among the heroes. Et­zel’s rule was known far and wide, so that all time one found at his court the bold­est war­riors of whom men ev­er heard, among Chris­tian or among payn­im. They were all come with him. All time there were at his court, what may not so light­ly hap again, Chris­tian cus­toms and al­so hea­then faith. In what­so­ev­er wise each lived, the boun­ty of the king be­stowed on all enow.

END­NOTES: (1) “Ver­gen” is the mod­ern Pforing, be­low In­gol­stadt. A fer­ry across the riv­er ex­ist­ed here from an­cient times. (2) “Pil­grim”, or “Pil­gerin”, as he is var­ious­ly called, is an his­tor­ical per­son­age. He was bish­op of Pas­sau from 971 to 991. With­out doubt he is a late in­tro­duc­tion, ac­cord­ing to Boer be­tween 1181 and 1185. See Boer, ii, 204, and E.L. Dumm­ler, “Pil­grim von Pas­sau”, Leipzig, 1854. (3) “Enns” (M.H.G. “Ens”) is one of the trib­utaries of the Danube, flow­ing in­to it about eleven miles south­east of Linz. (4) “Ef­fer­ding” (M.H.G. “Everdin­gen”) is a town on the Danube, about thir­teen miles west of Linz. (5) “Traun” (M.H.G. “Trune”) is a riv­er of Up­per Aus­tria, forty-​four miles south­east of Linz. (6) “Trun­cheons”, see Ad­ven­ture II, note 8. (7) “Botelung’s son” is At­ti­la, who is so called in our po­em, in the “Klage”, and in “Biterolf”. In the ear­li­er Norse ver­sion “Atli” is the son of “Budli”. (On this point see Mul­len­hoff, “Zur Geschichte der Ni­belun­gen­sage”, p. 106, and Zsfd A., x, 161, and Bley­er, PB. Beit. xxxi, 459, where the names are shown to be iden­ti­cal. (8) “Medelick” is the mod­ern Molk, or Melk, a town on the Danube near the in­flux of the Bi­lach. It lies at the foot of a gran­ite cliff on which stands a fa­mous Bene­dic­tine abbey. (9) “As­tolt” ap­pears on­ly in this pas­sage; noth­ing else is known of him. (10) “Man­tern” is sit­uat­ed at the in­flux of the Flanitz, op­po­site Stein in Low­er Aus­tria. (11) “Traisem”, Traisen, is a trib­utary of the Danube in Low­er Aus­tria, emp­ty­ing near Trais­mauer. (12) “Zeisen­mauer” (M.H.G. “Zeizen­mure”). All the MSS. but C and D have this read­ing. The lat­ter have “Trey­sen­moure” and “treisem moure”, which cor­re­sponds bet­ter to the mod­ern name, as Zeisel­mauer lies be­tween Tulln and Vi­en­na. It is pos­si­ble, how­ev­er, that the town on the Traisem was orig­inal­ly called Zeisel­mauer, as the road lead­ing from Trais­mauer to Tulln still bears the name of Zeisel­strasse. See Laehmann, “An­merkun­gen”, 1272, 3, and Piper, ii, 289, note to str. 1333.