| Woton
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- But I took back
The order, changed the decree!
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| Brünnhilde
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- When Fricka had weaned
- Thy will from its purpose;
In yielding what she desired
Thou wert a foe to thyself.
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| Woton
Softly and bitterly.
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I thought thou didst understand me,
And punished thy conscious revolt;
- But coward and fool
- I seemed to thee!
If I had not treason to punish
Thou wouldst be unworthy my wrath.
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| Brünnhilde
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- I am not wise,
But I knew well this one thing—
That thy love was the Wälsung’s;
- I knew that, by discord
- Drawn two ways,
This one thing thou hadst forgotten,
- The other only
- Couldst thou discern—.
- What so bitterly
- Wounded thy heart:
That Siegmund might not be shielded.
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| Wotan
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- And yet thou didst dare
To shield him, knowing ‘twas so?
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| Brünnhilde
Beginning softly.
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- Because I the one thing
- Had kept in my eye,
- While by twofold desire
- Divided wert thou,
Blindly thy back on him turning!
- She who wards thy back
- From the foe in the field,
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