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	Re-open glad on the world. Who soothes and comforts me so?
Sieglinde	This house and this wife Belong to Hunding. Stay thou here as his guest; Tarry till he comes home.
Siegmund	Shelter he surely Will grant a worn, Wounded, weaponless stranger.
Sieglinde With anxious haſte.	Quick, show me! Where are thy wounds?
Siegmund Shakes himself and springs up briskly to a ſitting posture.	My wounds are slight, Scarce worthy remark; My limbs are well knit still, Whole and unharmed. If my spear and shield had but been Half so strong as my arm is, I had vanquished the foe; But in splinters were spear and shield. The horde of foemen Harassed me sore; Through storm and strife Spent was my force; But, faster than I from foemen, All my faintness has fled; Darkness fell deep on my lids, But now the sun again laughs.
Sieglinde Goes to the ſtoreroom, fills a horn with mead,and proffers it to Siegmund with friendly eagerneſs.	This healing and honeyed Draught of mead Deign to accept from me.

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