| Alberich
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- How capture this coy,
- Elusive fish ?
- Wait for me, false one!
[He tries to climb after her in haſte.
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| Wellgunde
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- Heia! my friend there!
- Dost thou not hear ?
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Has sunk down to
a lower rock on the other ſide.
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| Alberich
Turning round.
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- What? Didst thou call?
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| Wellgunde
|
- Be counselled by me:
- Forsake Woglinde,
- Climb up to me now!
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Alberich
Climbs haſtily
over the river-
bottom towards
Wellgunde.
|
- Thou art more comely
- Far than that coy one;
- Her sheen is duller,
- Her skin too smooth.
- But thou must deeper
- Dive to delight me!
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| Wellgunde
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- Well, now am I near?
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Sinking down till foe is a little nearer him.
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| Alberich
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- Not near enough.
- Thine arms around me
- Tenderly throw,
- That I may fondle
- Thy neck with my fingers,
- And closely may cling
To thy bosom with love and with longing.
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| Wellgunde
|
- Art thou in love?
- For love art thou pining?
- Approach and show me
- Thy face and thy form.
- Fie! thou horrible
- Hunchback, for shame!
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