Siegfried & The Twilight of the Gods. The Ring of the Niblung, part 2. Рихард Вагнер

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Walhall with Hella's hosts,

      And rule, lord of the world!

      WANDERER [Quietly.

      Thy design I know well,

      But little I care:

      Who wins the ring

      Will rule by its might.

      ALBERICH

      Thou speakest darkly,

      But to me all is plain.

      Thy heart is bold

      Because of a boy,

      [Mockingly.

      A hero begot of thy blood.

      Hast thou not fostered a stripling

      To pluck the fruit thou durst not

      [With growing violence.

      Pluck frankly for thyself?

      WANDERER [Lightly.

      With me

      'Tis useless to wrangle;

      But Mime thou shouldst beware;

      For thy brother brings here a boy

      To compass the giant's doom.

      He knows not of me;

      He works for Mime alone.

      And so I say to thee,

      Do as seems to thee best.

      [Alberich makes a movement expressive of violent curiosity.

      Take my advice,

      Be on thy guard:

      The boy will hear of the ring

      When Mime tells him the tale.

      ALBERICH [Violently.

      Wilt thou hold thy hand from the hoard?

      WANDERER

      Whom I love

      Must fight for himself unaided;

      The lord of his fate,

      He stands or falls:

      All my hope hangs upon heroes.

      ALDERICH

      Does none but Mime

      Dispute me the ring?

      WANDERER

      Only thou and Mime

      Covet the gold.

      ALDERICH

      And yet it is not to be mine?

      WANDERER [Quietly coming nearer.

      A hero comes

      To set the hoard free;

      Two Nibelungs yearn for the gold.

      Fafner falls,

      He who guards the ring;

      Then a hand, seizing, shall hold it.

      More wouldst thou learn,

      There Fafner lies,

      Who, if warned of his death,

      Gladly would give up the toy.

      Come, I will wake him for thee.

      [He goes towards the cave, and, standing on the rising ground in front of it, calls towards it.

      Fafner! Fafner!

      Wake, dragon! Wake!

      ALBERICH [With anxious amazement, aside.

      Does the madman mean it?

      Am I to have it?

      FAFNER'S VOICE

      Who troubles my sleep?

      WANDERER [Facing the cave.

      A well-wisher comes

      To warn thee of danger;

      Thy doom can be averted,

      If thou wilt pay the price

      With the treasure that thou guardest.

      [He leans his ear towards the cave, listening.

      FAFNER'S VOICE

      What would he?

      ALBERICH

      [Has come to the Wanderer and calls into the cave.

      Waken, Fafner!

      Dragon, awake!

      A doughty hero comes

      To try his strength against thine.

      FAFNER'S VOICE

      I want a meal.

      WANDERER

      Bold is the boy and strong;

      Sharp-edged is his sword.

      ALBERICH

      The ring he seeks,

      Nothing besides.

      Give me the ring, and so

      The strife shall be stayed.

      Still guarding the hoard,

      In peace shalt thou live long!

      FAFNER [Yawning.

      I have and I hold:—

      Let me slumber!

      WANDERER

      [Laughs aloud and then turns again to Alberich.

      Well, Alberich! That ruse failed,

      But call me rogue no more.

      This one thing thou shouldst

      Never forget:

      Each according to his kind must act;

      Nothing can change him.

      I leave thee the field now;

      Show a bold front,

      And try thy luck with thy brother;

      Thou knowest his kind perhaps better.

      And things unknown

      Thou also shalt learn!

      [He turns away, and disappears quickly in the wood. A storm arises and a bright light breaks forth; then both quickly cease.

      ALBERICH

      [Looks after the Wanderer as he gallops off.

      Away on his shining

      Horse he rides,

      And leaves me to care and scorn!

      Laugh on! Laugh on,

      Ye light-minded

      And high-spirited

      Race of immortals!

      One day ye shall perish

      And pass!

      Until the gold

      Has ceased to gleam,

      Will wise Alberich watch,

      And his hate shall prevail.

      [He slips into the chasm at the side. The stage remains empty. Dawn.

      As


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