" So when the first grey dawning a new day did begin,
King Siggeir bade his bondsmen to dight an earthen mound
Anigh to the house of the Goth-kings amid the fruit-grown ground:
And that house of death was twofold, for 'twas sundered by a stone
Into two woeful chambers: alone and not alone
Those vanquished thralls of battle therein should bide their hour,
That each might hear the tidings of the other's baleful bower,"
From THE STORY OF SIGURD THE VOLSUNG AND THE FALL OF THE NIBLUNGS by William Morris. London, New York, Bombay. 1904
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