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- Who from the Rhinegold
- Fashioned the ring
Which measureless power imparts.
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| Flosshilde
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- Our father told us,
- And strictly bade us
- Guard with prudence
- The precious hoard
That no thief from the water might steal it.
Be still, then, chattering fools.
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| Wellgunde
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- O prudent sister,
- Why chide and reproach?
- Hast thou not heard
- That one alone
Can hope to fashion the gold?
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| Woglinde
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- Only the man
- Who love defies,
- Only the man
- From love who flies
Can learn and master the magic
That makes a ring of the gold.
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| Wellgunde
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- Secure then are we
- And free from care:
For love is part of living;
No one would live without loving.
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| Woglinde
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- And least of all he,
- The languishing elf,
- With pangs of love
- Pining away.
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| Flosshilde
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- I fear him not
- Who should surely know,
- By his savage lust
- Almost inflamed.
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