The Valkyrie
Siegmund
Bends tenderly over Sieglinde, kiſses her softly on the brow, and turns again quietly to Brünnhilde.
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And tell them I will not come! |
Brünnhilde |
Thou must follow her forth! |
Siegmund |
There will Siegmund dwell also;
Thou canst not force me to go! |
Brünnhilde |
Fool, what will force thee is death;
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Siegmund |
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Brünnhilde |
Hunding’s hand in the fight. |
Siegmund |
Fix on him for thy prey. |
Brünnhilde |
Thine is the death decreed. |
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