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As Giselher followed through, Iring pitched into the blood and left then all thinking that he would never strike another blow in battle! Yet Iring lay at Giselher's feet unscathed; he had only been dazed by the clang of the sword and the mighty buzz inside his helmet, and had altogether lost count of himself - thus much had lusty Giselher achieved.
The Nibelungenlied, trans. by A.T. Hatto, Penguin Classics, Great Britain, 1965, p. 253-254.
PLACE: At the court of Etzel, King of the Huns.
TIME: Middle Ages (11th century?)
CIRCUMSTANCE: The sound of a sword hitting a helmet resonates so strongly inside the helmet that it stunned this warrior of the Huns temporarily.
You could see numerous knights there, this man sitting, another reclining. They were at rest again, for Rudiger's men were slain. The din had died away, and silence reigned so long that it became too much for Etzel.
... When they saw the Margrave's body borne out no scribe could formally set down or make report of all the wild lamentation which men and women evinced there under the stress of deepest grief, while the sorrow of mighty King Etzel was so great that, giving vent to the pain of his heart, he roared as with the voice of a lion, an also did his consort. They all lamented Rudiger's passing with a vehemence beyond measure.
The Nibelungenlied, trans. by A.T. Hatto, Penguin Classics, Great Britain, 1965, p. 193.
PLACE: At the court of Etzel, King of the Huns.
TIME: Middle Ages (11th century?)
CIRCUMSTANCE: Rudiger's death. Rudiger had been a vassal of Etzel.
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