So there lieth Giuki the King, mid steel and the glimmer of gold, As the sound of the feastful Niblungs round his misty house is rolled: But Gunnar is King of the people, and the chief of the Niblung land; A man beloved for his mercy, and his might and his open hand; A glorious king in the battle, a Hearkener at the doom, A singer to sing the sun up from the heart of the midnight gloom.
"The Story of Sigurd the Volsung and the Fall of the Niblungs"
William Morris