| Sieglinde
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- And Friedmund does not
- Fit with thy fortunes.
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| Siegmund
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- Choose thou the name
- Thou wouldst have me be known by:
Thy choice will also be mine!
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| Sieglinde
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The name of thy father was Wölfe ?
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| Siegmund
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A wolf to the fearful foxes!
- But he whose eye
- Shone with the brightness
Which, fairest one, shines in thine own,
Was named—Wälse of old.
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| Sieglinde
Beſide herself.
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- Was Wälse thy father,
- And art thou a Wälsung?——
- Stuck was for thee
- His sword in the stem?——
- Then let my love call thee
- What it has found thee;
- Siegmund
- Shall be thy name.
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| Siegmund
Springs up.
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- Siegmund call me
- For Siegmund am I!
- Be witness this sword
- I grasp without shrinking!
- That I should find it
- In sorest need
- Wälse foretold.
- I grasp it now!
- Love the most pure
- In utmost need,
- Passionate love,
- Consuming desire
Burning bright in my breast,
Drive to deeds and death!
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