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Siegfried & The Twilight of the Gods. The Ring of the Niblung, part 2
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That conquers all;
The sword thou dost wield
It shivered long ago:
Upon my spear eternal
Break it once more.
[He stretches out his spear.
SIEGFRIED [Drawing his sword.
'Tis my father's foe,
Found here at last!
Now, then, for vengeance!
In luck am I!
Brandish thy spear:
My sword will hew it in twain!
[With one stroke he hews the Wanderer's spear in two pieces. Lightning flashes from the spear up towards the rocks, where the light, until now dim, begins to flame brighter and brighter. A violent thunder-clap, which quickly dies away, accompanies the stroke.
WANDERER
[Quietly picking up the pieces of the spear which have fallen at his feet.
Fare on! I cannot prevent thee!
[He suddenly disappears in utter darkness.
SIEGFRIED
With his spear in splinters
Vanished the coward!
[The growing brightness of the clouds of fire, which keep sinking down lower and lower, attracts Siegfried's eye.
Ha! Rapturous fire!
Glorious light!
Shining my pathway
Opens before me.
In fiery flames plunging,
Through fire I will win to the bride!
Hoho! Hahei!
To summon a comrade I call!
[He sets his horn to his lips and plunges into the fiery billows, which, flowing down from the heights, now spread over the foreground. Siegfried, who is soon lost to view, seems, from the sound of his horn, to be ascending the mountain. The flames begin to fade, and change gradually into a dissolving cloud lit by the glow of dawn.
The thin cloud has resolved itself into a fine rose-coloured veil of mist, which so divides that the upper part rises and disappears, disclosing the bright blue sky of day; whilst on the edge of the rocky height, now becoming visible (exactly the same scene as in the third Act of "The Valkyrie"), a veil of mist reddened by the dawn remains hanging, which suggests the magic fire still flaming below. The arrangement of the scene is exactly the same as at the end of "The Valkyrie." In the foreground, under a wide-spreading fir-tree, lies Brünnhilde in full shining armour, her helmet on her head, and her long shield covering her, in deep sleep.
SIEGFRIED
[Coming from the back, reaches the rocky edge of the summit, and at first shows only the upper part of his body. He looks round him for a longtime in amaze. Softly.
Solitude blissful
On sun-caressed height!
[He climbs to the summit, and, standing on a rock at the edge of the precipice at the back, gazes at the scene in astonishment. He looks into the wood at the side and comes forward a little.
What lies in shadow,
Asleep in the wood?
A charger
Resting in slumber deep.
[Approaching slowly he stops in surprise when, still at some little distance from her, he sees Brünnhilde.
What radiant thing lies yonder?
The steel, how it gleams and glints!
Is it the glare
That dazzles me still?
Shining armour?
Shall it be mine?
[He lifts up the shield and sees Brünnhilde's form; her face, however, is for the most part hidden by her helmet.
Ha! It covers a man!
The sight stirs thoughts sweet and strange!
The helm must lie
Hard on his head;
Lighter lay he
Were it unloosed.
[He loosens the helmet carefully and removes it from the head of the sleeper. Long curling hair breaks forth. Tenderly.
Ah! how fair!
[He stands lost in contemplation.
Clouds gleaming softly
Fringe with their fleeces
This lake of heaven bright;
Laughing, the glorious
Face of the sun
Shines through the billowy clouds!
[He bends lower over the sleeper.
His bosom is heaving,
Stirred by his breath;
Ought I to loosen the breastplate?
[He tries to loosen the breastplate.
The sword thou dost wield
It shivered long ago:
Upon my spear eternal
Break it once more.
[He stretches out his spear.
SIEGFRIED [Drawing his sword.
'Tis my father's foe,
Found here at last!
Now, then, for vengeance!
In luck am I!
Brandish thy spear:
My sword will hew it in twain!
[With one stroke he hews the Wanderer's spear in two pieces. Lightning flashes from the spear up towards the rocks, where the light, until now dim, begins to flame brighter and brighter. A violent thunder-clap, which quickly dies away, accompanies the stroke.
WANDERER
[Quietly picking up the pieces of the spear which have fallen at his feet.
Fare on! I cannot prevent thee!
[He suddenly disappears in utter darkness.
SIEGFRIED
With his spear in splinters
Vanished the coward!
[The growing brightness of the clouds of fire, which keep sinking down lower and lower, attracts Siegfried's eye.
Ha! Rapturous fire!
Glorious light!
Shining my pathway
Opens before me.
In fiery flames plunging,
Through fire I will win to the bride!
Hoho! Hahei!
To summon a comrade I call!
[He sets his horn to his lips and plunges into the fiery billows, which, flowing down from the heights, now spread over the foreground. Siegfried, who is soon lost to view, seems, from the sound of his horn, to be ascending the mountain. The flames begin to fade, and change gradually into a dissolving cloud lit by the glow of dawn.
The thin cloud has resolved itself into a fine rose-coloured veil of mist, which so divides that the upper part rises and disappears, disclosing the bright blue sky of day; whilst on the edge of the rocky height, now becoming visible (exactly the same scene as in the third Act of "The Valkyrie"), a veil of mist reddened by the dawn remains hanging, which suggests the magic fire still flaming below. The arrangement of the scene is exactly the same as at the end of "The Valkyrie." In the foreground, under a wide-spreading fir-tree, lies Brünnhilde in full shining armour, her helmet on her head, and her long shield covering her, in deep sleep.
SIEGFRIED
[Coming from the back, reaches the rocky edge of the summit, and at first shows only the upper part of his body. He looks round him for a longtime in amaze. Softly.
Solitude blissful
On sun-caressed height!
[He climbs to the summit, and, standing on a rock at the edge of the precipice at the back, gazes at the scene in astonishment. He looks into the wood at the side and comes forward a little.
What lies in shadow,
Asleep in the wood?
A charger
Resting in slumber deep.
[Approaching slowly he stops in surprise when, still at some little distance from her, he sees Brünnhilde.
What radiant thing lies yonder?
The steel, how it gleams and glints!
Is it the glare
That dazzles me still?
Shining armour?
Shall it be mine?
[He lifts up the shield and sees Brünnhilde's form; her face, however, is for the most part hidden by her helmet.
Ha! It covers a man!
The sight stirs thoughts sweet and strange!
The helm must lie
Hard on his head;
Lighter lay he
Were it unloosed.
[He loosens the helmet carefully and removes it from the head of the sleeper. Long curling hair breaks forth. Tenderly.
Ah! how fair!
[He stands lost in contemplation.
Clouds gleaming softly
Fringe with their fleeces
This lake of heaven bright;
Laughing, the glorious
Face of the sun
Shines through the billowy clouds!
[He bends lower over the sleeper.
His bosom is heaving,
Stirred by his breath;
Ought I to loosen the breastplate?
[He tries to loosen the breastplate.
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