THIRD SCENE
From various points in the diſtance ruddy lights gleam out. An increaſing clamour, as of smiths at work, is heard on all ſides. The clang of the anvils dies away. A vaſt subterranean chasm becomes viſible which seems to open into narrow gorges on all ſides. Alberich drags the screaming Mime out of a ſide cleft.
Alberich |
The dainty thing I desire! |
Mime
Howling.
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Take but thy nails from my ear! |
Alberich |
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Mime |
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