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The Rhinegold & The Valkyrie. The Ring of the Niblung, part 1
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Thy other self
Thou wilt not dishonour,
Dealing out shame
That will shame thee too;
Thine own honour were lowered,
Were I a target for scorn!
WOTAN
The lure of love
Thou hast followed fain:
Follow the man
Who shall wield its might!
BRÜNNHILDE
If I must go from Walhall,
No more in thy work be a sharer,
And if as my master
A man I must serve,
I braggart base
Abandon me not!
Not all unworthy
Be he who wins!
WOTAN
With Wotan no part hast thou—
He cannot fashion thy fate.
BRÜNNHILDE
By thee has been founded a race
Too glorious to bring forth a coward
One day must a matchless hero
From Wälsung lineage spring.
WOTAN
Name not the Wälsungs to me!
Renouncing thee,
Them too I renounced;
Through envy they came to naught.
BRÜNNHILDE
She who turned from thee
Rescued the race;
[With an air of secrecy.
Sieglinde bears
Fruit holy and high;
In pain and woe
Beyond woe known to woman
She will bring forth
What in fear she hides!
WOTAN
No shelter for her
Seek at my hand,
Nor for fruit that she may bear.
BRÜNNHILDE
The sword she has kept
That thou gavest Siegmund.
WOTAN [Violently.
And that I splintered with my spear.
Strive not, O maid,
My spirit to trouble!
Await thou the lot
Cast and decreed;
I cannot choose it or change!
But now I must forth,
Fare from thee far;
Too long I stay by thy side.
I must turn from thee,
As thou didst from me;
I must not even
Know thy desire;
Thy doom alone
I must see fulfilled!
BRÜNNHILDE
And what is the doom
That I must suffer?
WOTAN
In slumber fast
Thou shalt be locked;
Wife thou shalt be to the man
Who finds and wakes thee from sleep!
BRÜNNHILDE [Falls on her knees.
Thou wilt not dishonour,
Dealing out shame
That will shame thee too;
Thine own honour were lowered,
Were I a target for scorn!
WOTAN
The lure of love
Thou hast followed fain:
Follow the man
Who shall wield its might!
BRÜNNHILDE
If I must go from Walhall,
No more in thy work be a sharer,
And if as my master
A man I must serve,
I braggart base
Abandon me not!
Not all unworthy
Be he who wins!
WOTAN
With Wotan no part hast thou—
He cannot fashion thy fate.
BRÜNNHILDE
By thee has been founded a race
Too glorious to bring forth a coward
One day must a matchless hero
From Wälsung lineage spring.
WOTAN
Name not the Wälsungs to me!
Renouncing thee,
Them too I renounced;
Through envy they came to naught.
BRÜNNHILDE
She who turned from thee
Rescued the race;
[With an air of secrecy.
Sieglinde bears
Fruit holy and high;
In pain and woe
Beyond woe known to woman
She will bring forth
What in fear she hides!
WOTAN
No shelter for her
Seek at my hand,
Nor for fruit that she may bear.
BRÜNNHILDE
The sword she has kept
That thou gavest Siegmund.
WOTAN [Violently.
And that I splintered with my spear.
Strive not, O maid,
My spirit to trouble!
Await thou the lot
Cast and decreed;
I cannot choose it or change!
But now I must forth,
Fare from thee far;
Too long I stay by thy side.
I must turn from thee,
As thou didst from me;
I must not even
Know thy desire;
Thy doom alone
I must see fulfilled!
BRÜNNHILDE
And what is the doom
That I must suffer?
WOTAN
In slumber fast
Thou shalt be locked;
Wife thou shalt be to the man
Who finds and wakes thee from sleep!
BRÜNNHILDE [Falls on her knees.
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