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	My heart longed for men and for women.—— By all I met, No matter where, If friend I sought, Or woman wooed, Still I was branded an outlaw; Ill-luck clung to me; Whatever I did right, Others counted it wrong; What seemed evil to me Won from others applause. Grim feuds arose Wherever I went; Wrath met me At every turn; Longing for gladness, Woe was my lot: I called myself Wehwalt therefore, For woe was all that was mine. [He looks at Sieglinde and marks her sympathetic gaze.
Hunding	Thou wert shown no grace by the Norns That cast thy grievous lot; No one greets thee as guest With gladness in his home.
Sieglinde	Only cowards would fear A weaponless, lonely man!—— Tell us, O guest, How in the strife At last thy weapon was lost!
Siegmund	A sorrowful child Cried for my help; Her kinsmen wanted To wed the maiden

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