of the land of the Morians came the goodliest silk on earth,
And from sun-smitten plains of Libya: on children of royal birth
Was ne’er seen costlier vesture; and of these was enough and to spare.
And through all the threadwork woven was the love that Kriemhild bare.
For the costly raiment craved for by those far-voyagers
She lavished with love ungrudging the ermine’s argent furs—
Soft whiteness gleaming whiter for its flecks of coal-black hue—
Such as valorous knights wear proudly in a great king’s retinue.
Out of bezels of gold of Arabia the glorious gemstones gleamed:
For those watchful eyes no smallest pearl too tiny seemed.
So fashioned they all that raiment ere seven weeks fleeted away:
And withal for the good knights ready by this was their war-array.
Now when all at the last lay ready, men saw by the Rhine-river strand
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