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Sieglinde Who until now has been ſtaring gloomily and coldly before her, ſtarts up with a repellent geſture as Brünnhilde encircles her with a warm protective embrace.	Concern thyself not about me; Death is all that I crave. From off the field Who bade thee thus bear me? For there perchance By the selfsame weapon That struck down Siegmund I too had died, Made one with him In the hour of death. Far from Siegmund— Siegmund, from thee! O cover me, Death, From the sorrow! Wouldst thou not have me Curse thee for flying? Thou must hearken, maid, to my prayer: Pierce thou my heart with thy sword!
Brünnhilde Impreſsively.	Live for the sake Of thy love, O woman! Rescue the pledge Thou has gotten from him: The Wälsung’s child thou shalt bear!
Sieglinde Gives a violent ſart, suddenly her face beams with sublime joy.	Save me, ye bold ones! Rescue my child! Shelter me, maidens, And strong be your shield! [An ever-darkening thunderſtorm nears from the back.
Waltraute On the look-out.	The storm has drawn nigh.
Ortlinde	Fly, all who fear it!

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