| Freia
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- Where tarry ye, my brothers,
- When help ye should bring me,
Weak and bartered away by my kin?
- O help me, Donner!
- Hither! Hither!
Rescue Freia, my Froh!
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| Fricka
|
Now the knaves who plotted and tricked thee
Abandon thee in thy need.
Fasolt and Fafner, both of gigantic ſtature, enter, armed with ſtout clubs. |
| Fasolt
|
- Soft sleep
- Sealed thine eyes
- While we, both sleepless,
Built the castle walls:
- Working hard
- Wearied not,
- Heaping, heaving
- Heavy stones.
- Tower steep,
- Door and gate
- Keep and guard
Thy goodly castle halls.
[Pointing to the caſtle.
- There stands
- What we builded,
- Shining fair
- Beneath the sun.
- Enter in
And pay the price!
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| Wotan
|
Name, Workers, your wage.
What payment will appease you?
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| Fasolt
|
- We made the terms
- That seemed to us meet.
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