None might come nigh Sigmund in his anguish as he lifted the head of his fallen foster-child, and then swiftly bare him from the hall.  On he went through dark thicket and over wind-swept heath, past the foot-hills and the homes of the deer, till he came to a great rushing water, whereon was a white-sailed boat, manned by a mighty man, “one-eyed and seeming ancient.”  This mighty one told Sigmund he had been bidden to waft a great king over the water, and bade him lay his burden on board, but when Sigmund would have followed he could see neither ship nor man.

But Sigmund went back to his throne, and behaved himself as a king, listening to his people’s plaints, and dealing out justice.

Of the last battle of King Sigmund, and the death of him.

  Now there was a king of the Islands, whom the tale doth Eylimi call,
  And saith he was wise and valiant, though his kingdom were but small: 
  He had one only daughter that Hiordis had to name,
  A woman wise and shapely beyond the praise of fame. 
  And now saith the son of King Volsung that his time is short enow
  To labour the Volsung garden, and the hand must be set to the plough: 
  So he sendeth an earl of the people to King Eylimi’s high-built hall,
  Bearing the gifts and the tokens, and this word in his mouth withal: 

  “King Sigmund the son of Volsung hath sent me here with a word
  That plenteous good of thy daughter among all folk he hath heard,
  And he wooeth that wisest of women that she may sit on his throne.

* * * * *

  “Now hereof would he have an answer within a half-month’s space,
  And these gifts meanwhile he giveth for the increase of thy grace.”

  So King Eylimi hearkened the message, and hath no word to say,
  For an earl of King Lyngi the mighty is come that very day,
  He too for the wooing of Hiordis:  and Lyngi’s realm is at hand,
  But afar King Sigmund abideth o’er many a sea and land: 
  And the man is young and eager, and grim and guileful of mood.

  At last he sayeth:  “Abide here such space as thou deemest good,
  But tomorn shalt thou have thine answer that thine heart may the lighter be,
  For the hearkening of harp and songcraft, and the dealing with game and
       glee.” 
  Then he went to Queen Hiordis’ bower, where she worked in the silk and the
       gold
  The deeds of the world that should be, and the deeds that were of old. 
  And he stood before her and said: 

“Often have I told thee that thou shouldst wed only the man thou wouldst.  Now it hath come to pass that two kings desire thee.”

And she swiftly rose to her feet as she said, “And which be they?”

  He spake:  “The first is Lyngi, a valiant man and a fair,
  A neighbour ill for thy father, if a foe’s name he must bear: 
  And the next is King Sigmund the Volsung of a land far over sea,
  And well thou knowest his kindred, and his might and his valiancy,
  And the tales of his heart of a God; and though old he be waxen now,
  Yet men deem that the wide world’s blossom from Sigmund’s loins shall grow.”