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Siegfried & The Twilight of the Gods. The Ring of the Niblung, part 2
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And looks on Brünnhild's delight.
Ah! those dear eyes
Now open for ever!
Ah! the soft fragrance
Borne on her breathing!
Death, thou art welcome—
Sweet are thy terrors—
Brünnhild' greets me, my bride!
[He sinks back and dies. The rest stand round him motionless and sorrowing. Night has fallen. At a silent command from Gunther the vassals raise Siegfried's body and bear it away slowly in a solemn procession over the height. The moon breaks through the clouds, and lights up the funeral procession with increasing clearness as it reaches the top of the hill. A mist has risen from the Rhine which gradually fills the whole stage, on which the funeral procession has become invisible. After a musical interlude the mist divides again, until at length the hall of the Gibichungs, as in Act I. appears with increasing distinctness.
It is night. The moonlight is mirrored in the Rhine. Gutrune comes out of her chamber into the hall.
Was that his horn?
[She listens.
No!—he
Has not returned.
Troubled was my sleep
By evil dreams!
Then wildly neighed his horse;
Brünnhild' laughed,
And I woke up afraid.
What woman was it
I saw go down to the shore?
I fear this Brünnhild'!
Is she within?
[She listens at the door at the right and calls.
Brünnhild'! Brünnhild'!
Art awake?
[She opens the door timidly and looks into the inner room.
No one is there!
So it was she
I saw go downwards to the Rhine.
[A distant horn sounds.
Was that his horn?
No!
All silent!
[She looks out anxiously.
Would but Siegfried return!
[Hagen's voice is heard outside coming nearer. When Gutrune hears it she stands for a time transfixed with terror.
HAGEN
Hoiho! Hoiho!
Awake! Awake!
Lights! Ho! lights here!
Burning torches!
Home bring we
Spoils of the chase.
Hoiho! Hoiho!
[Increasing light from the torches is seen without. Hagen enters the hall.
Up! Gutrun'!
Give Siegfried greeting,
For home to thee
Thy hero comes.
GUTRUNE [In great fear.
What is wrong, Hagen?
I heard not his horn.
[Men and women with lights and firebrands accompany, in great confusion, the procession returning with Siegfried's body.
HAGEN
The hero pale
Will blow it no more;
No more will he ride
To battle or chase
Or gaily go wooing fair women.
GUTRUNE [With growing terror.
What bring they here?
[The procession reaches the middle of the hall, and the vassals set down the body on a hastily improvised platform.
HAGEN
'Tis a wild boar's spoil they bring thee:
Siegfried, thy husband slain.
[Gutrune shrieks and falls upon the corpse. General emotion and mourning.
GUNTHER
[Bends over the fainting Gutrune.
Ah! those dear eyes
Now open for ever!
Ah! the soft fragrance
Borne on her breathing!
Death, thou art welcome—
Sweet are thy terrors—
Brünnhild' greets me, my bride!
[He sinks back and dies. The rest stand round him motionless and sorrowing. Night has fallen. At a silent command from Gunther the vassals raise Siegfried's body and bear it away slowly in a solemn procession over the height. The moon breaks through the clouds, and lights up the funeral procession with increasing clearness as it reaches the top of the hill. A mist has risen from the Rhine which gradually fills the whole stage, on which the funeral procession has become invisible. After a musical interlude the mist divides again, until at length the hall of the Gibichungs, as in Act I. appears with increasing distinctness.
It is night. The moonlight is mirrored in the Rhine. Gutrune comes out of her chamber into the hall.
Was that his horn?
[She listens.
No!—he
Has not returned.
Troubled was my sleep
By evil dreams!
Then wildly neighed his horse;
Brünnhild' laughed,
And I woke up afraid.
What woman was it
I saw go down to the shore?
I fear this Brünnhild'!
Is she within?
[She listens at the door at the right and calls.
Brünnhild'! Brünnhild'!
Art awake?
[She opens the door timidly and looks into the inner room.
No one is there!
So it was she
I saw go downwards to the Rhine.
[A distant horn sounds.
Was that his horn?
No!
All silent!
[She looks out anxiously.
Would but Siegfried return!
[Hagen's voice is heard outside coming nearer. When Gutrune hears it she stands for a time transfixed with terror.
HAGEN
Hoiho! Hoiho!
Awake! Awake!
Lights! Ho! lights here!
Burning torches!
Home bring we
Spoils of the chase.
Hoiho! Hoiho!
[Increasing light from the torches is seen without. Hagen enters the hall.
Up! Gutrun'!
Give Siegfried greeting,
For home to thee
Thy hero comes.
GUTRUNE [In great fear.
What is wrong, Hagen?
I heard not his horn.
[Men and women with lights and firebrands accompany, in great confusion, the procession returning with Siegfried's body.
HAGEN
The hero pale
Will blow it no more;
No more will he ride
To battle or chase
Or gaily go wooing fair women.
GUTRUNE [With growing terror.
What bring they here?
[The procession reaches the middle of the hall, and the vassals set down the body on a hastily improvised platform.
HAGEN
'Tis a wild boar's spoil they bring thee:
Siegfried, thy husband slain.
[Gutrune shrieks and falls upon the corpse. General emotion and mourning.
GUNTHER
[Bends over the fainting Gutrune.
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