The Tale of Hagen and the Griffin
The way was far to Normandy, and time often hung heavily on the hands of
the heroes, who were longing for action. Sometimes, when the wind
failed, a number of them would assemble on the deck, while gray-bearded
warriors related many an adventure of their own or their forefathers'.
Thus it chanced one day that several of the younger knights gathered
about Frute and besought him to tell them the tale of Hagen and the
Griffin. Frute agreed, and, seating himself upon a pile of armor, leaned
back against the mast while his hearers formed a circle about him on the
deck. The sun was setting and its ruddy gleams were reflected from the
mirror-like surface of the water upon the face of the aged hero, as he
began:
"Once upon a time there ruled in Ireland a King called Sigeband, whose
wife bore him a son. He was named Hagen, and while yet a child all who
saw him marvelled at his strength. By the time he had reached his
seventh year he refused to remain any longer in the women's care, but
desired only to be with men and learn to wield arms. Sigeband encouraged
his son's wishes, and the boy soon became so skilled in the use of spear
and sword that even the oldest warriors were amazed and declared that
never before had such a child been seen. Now it chanced that the Queen
one day was sitting upon the battlements of the castle gazing
sorrowfully out before her, when the King appeared and asked the cause
of her sadness.
"'Dear lord!' she replied, 'rich indeed are we in lands and subjects, as
also in fame and honor, yet one thing do we lack that oft doth grieve me
much. At my dear father's court many knights of great renown came and
went, and there were daily feastings and tourneys, the fame of which
spread throughout all lands. But here, alas! we heap up vast stores of
gold and jewels in our treasure chests, and forswear those pleasures
which might well serve in time of need to provide us with blood and
treasure.'
"'Thou speakest truth, my wife,' said the King, 'and henceforth I will
do even as other princes. To-morrow messengers shall summon hither all
our friends from far and near, and we will prepare a great feast for
them.'
"At this Queen Ute was rejoiced and cried joyfully: 'Then I will search
my chests and bring forth rich garments with gold and jewels also, that
we may fittingly reward the victors in the games.'
"Spring came and with it the time fixed for the festivities. The fields
were gay with blossoms, and wood and grove were filled with the songs of
birds. On every road were seen fluttering pennons as bands of knights in
shining armor approached from all directions. The huge castle with its
sixty towers was soon filled to overflowing, and sumptuous tents were
erected without the walls, while the King and Queen took good care that
their guests were well provided for in every way. Sounds of mirth and
rejoicing filled the air, and many a lance was splintered in the lists.
Thus nine days went joyously by, but on the tenth a terrible calamity
befell the royal host.
"In the hall a wandering minstrel had just struck his harp and begun his
heroic lay. King Sigeband and his Queen were seated on the throne, with
knights and ladies grouped about them in a circle. The little prince was
in the garden with his attendants who, attracted by the minstrel's song,
had gathered about the door, forgetting the child; and he ran gayly
hither and thither, rejoicing in his freedom. Suddenly there was a great
crashing among the branches of the trees, and a griffin swooped down,
seized the boy in its claws and bore him off with mighty strokes of its
huge wings. His screams penetrated to the hall, and all rushed forth in
alarm; but rescue was then impossible, for already the griffin had
mounted to the clouds and soon vanished in the distance with its prey.
There was an end of all the festivities, and naught but lamentations and
cries of woe were heard throughout the castle, where but now had echoed
the sound of joyous laughter. The royal parents were well-nigh
broken-hearted.
"The boy still lived, however, and gazed, terror-stricken, into the
depths beneath him. Faster than the storm-wind flew the griffin and soon
the sea was beneath them. Full a hundred miles from home had he been
borne, when looking down Hagen perceived a dark chain of rugged
mountains rising from an island. Here the griffin alighted on a rocky
peak, flung the boy into its nest and flew away again. The young
griffins stretched their necks eagerly for the prey, the flapping of
their wings sounding like the breakers on the shore, but each tried to
seize the prize for himself and began to fight, clawing fiercely at one
another with harsh cries. One of the monsters, profiting by this
opportunity, seized the boy and flew with him to the top of a tree, but
as it alighted the branch broke beneath the creature's weight, and
Hagen, slipping from its clutches, dropped safe to the ground and
hastily concealed himself in a cleft of rock thickly overgrown with
bushes.
"When the young hero had recovered somewhat from his fright he looked
about him and, seeing no sign of the griffin, was creeping cautiously
along through the bushes, when suddenly there stood before him three
beautiful damsels. They too had been stolen in their childhood by the
griffin; but how they had contrived to escape the monster is no part of
my tale. When they saw the noble boy in his rich garments coming toward
them they were terrified, and quickly disappeared in a rocky cave near
by, thinking that a dwarf who dwelt in the heart of the mountains had
come forth into the light of day. But no sooner did Hagen spy the
maidens than he sprang eagerly after them.
"'Whence comest thou?' they cried. 'Get thee hence and do us no evil,
for enough have we to bear already!'
"'Nay, dear maidens, send me not away, I pray,' replied Hagen, 'but give
me something to eat, for I am well-nigh famished. A fierce griffin
brought me hither. Only help me and I will tell you whence I came.'
"When they saw that it was really a human child before them, they were
overjoyed and caressed the boy fondly, after which they brought him food
and drink and made him welcome to their cave. There he abode with them
many days and years, and grew strong and brave under their loving care.
"One day a band of pilgrims chanced to approach the island in their
ships, and Hagen and the maidens gazed joyfully at them, for they
thought the hour of their deliverance had come. But suddenly a great
storm arose; lightning flashed from the inky clouds, and loud rolled the
thunder. The ships were tossed hither and thither among the raging
billows. One after another was dashed to pieces on the rocks in spite of
all the efforts of the unfortunate pilgrims; and when the storm subsided
no soul was left alive of all the band. The next morning the shore was
strewn with corpses, and the griffin bore many of them to its nest to
feed its young.
"Hagen spied the body of a knight among them who had been dashed against
a rock by the force of the waves. Watching his chance, the youth
hurriedly seized the knight's mail and helm and sword and bow and
quiver. Scarcely had he completed his task when he heard a whiffling
among the rocks and saw the griffin approaching; but now he was well
armed and had no thought of fear. With steady hand he launched an arrow
at the creature, but it rebounded from the thick hide and fell harmless
to the ground. Therewith the furious monster rushed upon him; but
already the sword flashed above Hagen's head, and springing aside he
shore off one of the huge wings. Then it struck fiercely at him with its
claw, but this too he severed at a blow, and soon his foe lay dead
before him. A cry of joy issued from the cave; but scarcely was it
uttered when a fresh terror seized the maidens, for now a whole swarm of
griffins came swooping down from the rocks. But Hagen's courage had
grown with victory, and the sword gleamed like lightning in his hands.
Fierce indeed was the struggle and many a hero would have succumbed, but
the youth held his ground bravely and succeeded at last in slaying all
the monsters.
"Then he cried: 'Come forth, dear maidens! Now for the first time you
may enjoy the sun and air in freedom, without fear!'
"Joyously they ran to greet the gallant youth--nor could they
sufficiently thank him for slaying the terrible griffins.
"A new life began for Hagen. From that hour he had no thought save for
the use of his new-found weapons; nor was it long till he could bring
down birds upon the wing with his arrows. Even fishes in the water could
not escape his skill. He would spend whole days roaming about through
the forest; learned to run swiftly as the flying stag, and, to the
amazement and terror of the maidens, would leap streams and chasms with
the strength and agility of the panther.
"Once a fierce dragon sprang at him from a dark cleft of rock; but Hagen
clove its skull with his sharp sword, and it fell, writhing horribly in
the death agony. When it was dead he tasted the blood of the creature,
and immediately felt new strength come to him; whereupon he drank of it
till he had gained the strength of twelve men. The skin he bore with him
to the cave as a trophy of his victory.
"Not long after this he met a lion in the forest, but at the sound of
his mighty hunting call the beast turned and fled. Hagen pursued and
captured it alive and, after binding up its jaws and claws with ropes of
fibre, bore his prize to the maidens on his shoulders. Before this they
had been unable to make fires and were forced to eat raw meat, but now
Hagen could strike sparks from the rocks, and this proved of great help
to the maidens. The food they were now able to prepare was more
wholesome and palatable, and day by day their beauty grew to greater
fulness.
"One day Hagen said: 'Let us follow the shore of the island; perchance
elsewhere we may discover a ship that will take us to our homes.'
"They set out upon their quest without delay, the maidens clad in
garments they had skilfully wrought from fibre, and after twenty-five
days of wandering they descried a vessel. Hagen's voice was louder than
the roaring of the waves, and his shouts were soon heard by those on the
ship; but when they beheld the strangely clad damsels, they took them
for water-nixies and dared not row a boat to land. Then Hagen called on
them for help in God's name; whereupon the count who commanded the
vessel entered a boat with twelve knights and came ashore. He was struck
with the wondrous beauty of the maidens, but they were ashamed of their
rude attire and hastily concealed themselves. Some of the knights rowed
back to the ship and fetched some women's apparel, which the girls
hastily donned in the shelter of a thicket, after which the count took
them with Hagen on his vessel. The ship's folk greeted the maidens
kindly when they found they were not tricksy sprites but fair mortals;
and after they had refreshed themselves with food and drink, the count
asked what evil fate had brought them to the island.
"They were loath to make their misfortunes known to a stranger, yet
could not well refuse the request. Accordingly, the eldest replied: 'My
father wore the crown of farthest India, when the griffin snatched me
from him. Alas! I shall nevermore behold my home!'
"'I too am from a distant land,' said the second maiden. 'My noble
father--plunged in deepest sorrow by my loss, I fear--was King of
Portugal, and many princes did homage to him.'
"Lastly, the youngest spoke: 'My home is in Iceland, whence the griffin
bore me hither. So dear am I unto my father that well I know he gladly
would bestow his crown on him who may restore me to him.'
"''Twas by God's will that ye were carried to the island,' said the
count, 'and surely He hath wrought your deliverance. Trust yourselves
therefore to His care!'
"Then he turned to Hagen, saying: 'Thy companions have made known to me
their rank and history; now would I gladly learn thine own, bold youth,
and how thou camest to the island.'
"'My fate was even as theirs, Sir Knight,' replied Hagen; 'like them I
was borne hither by the griffin. As for my father, he is King of
Ireland, Sigeband by name.'
"Then the count asked whether the monster yet lived. Hagen's eyes
flashed and he grasped his sword firmly as he answered: 'Nay, I slew the
creature and therewith all its young.'
"All eyes were fixed in amazement upon the young hero as he spoke these
words, and some of the knights praised him, saying: 'Truly, thy deed is
worthy all men's praise; indeed 'twere doubtful whether any of us would
have succeeded in slaying the griffin.'
"But Hagen observed how they talked with one another apart and
endeavored secretly to remove his weapons. This roused his anger, and he
warned them against any misdeed; whereupon the count whispered to his
followers: 'We must accomplish our ends by force!' Then approaching
Hagen, he said harshly: 'Of a truth, thou hast fallen into my hands in
good time. Much injury have I suffered from thy father's
warriors--wherefore I will hold thee captive till such time as he shall
have made me full amends.'
"'Whatsoever evil may have befallen thee at the hands of Ireland's
heroes, that surely is no fault of mine,' replied Hagen. 'Yet do thou
but fetch me to my home and all shall be well, I promise thee.'
"'Better security is it for me to hold thee prisoner,' said the count.
'As for the maidens, I will bestow them upon my courtiers.'
"At these words Hagen flew into a passion. 'Now, by my faith,' he
shouted, 'I will not be thy captive, nor shalt thou touch one hair upon
the maidens' heads!' Then turning to the ship's people, he
cried--'Richly will I reward you, good mariners, if ye will hearken to
my bidding and bear me to my home. Heed well my words, for if ye do fail
me, good cause shall ye have to rue it.'
"But the count sternly ordered them to seize Hagen, whereupon the youth
snatched his sword from its sheath, and a furious fight began upon the
ship. Heads rolled from the deck into the sea, and Hagen thrust the
bodies after them with his foot. None could stand against him, and at
last all those who were not slain fled to the farthest corner of the
ship's hold. Then he rushed upon the count, who would surely have been
slain had not the maidens besought Hagen to have mercy. At their
prayers, the hero sheathed his sword and ordered the ship to be steered
according to his will. None dared now to oppose him, and thus the
homeward voyage to Ireland was begun. Nor did the ship's folk need word
or deed from this time forth to urge them to industry, for they already
feared his very glance.
"On the seventeenth day they came in sight of the castle where Hagen's
parents dwelt, and the mariners were in great fear lest Sigeband should
slay them; but when Hagen saw this he reassured them, saying: 'Fear not!
My father will forgive all when he learns 'twas ye that did save me from
the island. Some of you shall bear a message to my parents to tell them
I still do live, and surely no evil will befall those who bring such
tidings.'
"Choosing twelve men, therefore, he said to them: 'Go ye to the court
and ask the King if he would behold his son. He will not credit your
words, perchance. Seek then my mother and ask her if she doth bear in
mind the golden cross her son was used to wear upon his breast. She will
surely follow you to the ship.'
"The men did as they were bidden; but when they entered the royal hall,
the King at once recognized them by their garments as his foes and
angrily demanded how they had dared come thither. Whereupon one of them
replied: 'My Lord, thy son Hagen hath sent us. Soon shalt thou behold
him, for he is close at hand.'
"'Thy words are false!' cried Sigeband, 'for who that knoweth how my
dear son was torn from me may believe he still doth live? 'Tis many
years now I have mourned his death.'
"Then turning to the Queen, the messengers asked her whether she would
still know the cross she had given to her son; whereat a great flood of
joy swept over her, and she cried eagerly, 'Let us hasten to the shore
that I may see the cross!'
"The King ordered horses to be brought at once, and rode forth with the
Queen from the gates of the castle, followed by a stately train. Hagen
meanwhile had come on shore with the knights and the maidens, and when
he beheld his beloved parents once again his heart swelled with joy,
while tears overflowed his eyes. Crowds of people had gathered to gaze
upon him, for he had grown to be a mighty hero. The King made him
welcome, saying: 'If thou art he whom thou declarest thyself to be, then
shall my declining years be made glad indeed!'
"As his mother approached, the youth drew the golden cross from his
breast and held it out to her, whereupon with a cry of joy she clasped
him to her heart and wept aloud for happiness, while his father, too,
embraced him, with streaming eyes.
"Hagen now interceded for the count, and Sigeband, who could refuse
nothing to his new-found son, clasped hands with his enemy in token of
peace, and promised to make amends for any wrongs the count might have
received at his hands.
"Joyously they all took their way back to the castle. The Queen welcomed
the maidens as if they had been her own daughters, and clothed them in
the costliest apparel. Hagen soon after chose the maiden from India,
Hilda by name, as his wife. On the death of his parents he mounted the
throne and became one of the mightiest princes that ever reigned. His
wife presented him with a daughter, also called Hilda, who afterwards
became Queen of our land and whose wrongs we are now going forth to
avenge. God grant her child Gudrun be yet alive!"
Night had fallen as the old knight closed his tale. The full moon rode
high in the heavens and the pale stars looked down kindly upon the band
of warriors.