The Rhinegold
Who gives us youth everlasting, [Fasolt and Fafner enter, leading Freia between them. Fricka haſtens joyfully towards her ſister.
The foreground has become quite bright again, the light reſtoring to the aspect of the Gods its original freshneſs. The background, however, is ſtill veiled by the miſt so that the diſtant caſtle remains inviſible. | |
Fricka |
Once more for mine have I won thee! |
Fasolt
Keeping her off.
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Wotan |
Prepared lies the ransom;
Giving generous measure. |
Fasolt |
Greatly the woman to lose;
The blossom-sweet maid from mine eyes! |
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