So Sigurd entered
with them, yet he knew that a flood of sorrow had come on his
life-days and that no more might he feel the joy he had known
aforetime in the Niblung hall. Howbeit, when he looked on the people
and saw them in fear at his trouble, the kindness of his heart was
kindled, and thrusting the heavy sorrow aside, he lifted his head and
spake wise words of good cheer so that the folk looking on him were
comforted.
_Of the Wedding of Sigurd the Volsung._
But Gudrun knew Sigurd's heart and was sorrowful because of his grief
and her great love for him, and when Grimhild bade her carry him wine,
she arose and took the cup but could find no word to speak for
anguish. And Sigurd looking on her face saw there a kindness and a
sorrow like his own, and seeing it he knew that she loved him. Then
pity and love for her rose in his heart and comforted him, and he
took the cup from her and spake, saying:--
"Here are glad men about us, and a joyous folk of war,
And they that have loved thee for long, and they that have cherished mine
heart;
But we twain alone are woeful, as sad folk sitting apart.
Ah, if I thy soul might gladden! if thy lips might give me peace!
Then belike were we gladdest of all; for I love thee more than these.
The cup of goodwill that thou bearest, and the greeting thou wouldst say,
Turn these to the cup of thy love, and the words of the troth-plighting day;
The love that endureth for ever, and the never-dying troth,
To face the Norns' undoing, and the Gods amid their wrath.
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