The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Volume 09: Friedrich Hebbel and Otto Ludwig
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The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Volume 09: Friedrich Hebbel and Otto Ludwig
German literature -- 19th century -- Translations into English; German literature -- 20th century -- Translations into English
Come back! Come back!
[_Exeunt warriors_.]
SCENE XII
KRIEMHILD.
Siegfried!
SIEGFRIED (_appears once more_).
What now?
KRIEMHILD.
If thou wouldst not be angry--
HAGEN (_follows SIEGFRIED hastily_).
Well, hast thou got thy spindle yet?
SIEGFRIED (_to_ KRIEMHILD).
Thou Nearest,
The hounds can be no longer held in leash;
What dost thou wish?
HAGEN.
Oh wait, pray, for thy flax!
And spin it in the moonlight with the elves.
KRIEMHILD.
Now go! I longed to see thee once again!
[HAGEN _and_ SIEGFRIED _go out_.]
SCENE XIII
KRIEMHILD.
And should I call him to me ten times more
I'd never find the heart to tell it him.
How can we do what straightway we repent!
SCENE XIV
_Enter_ GERENOT _and_ GISELHER.
KRIEMHILD.
Are you not gone? The Lord hath sent them here!
My dearest brothers, earnestly I beg
Vouchsafe me my desire, though to you
It seems but foolish. Go ye with my lord
Where'er he goes, and keep behind his back.
GERENOT.
We are not going. We've no wish to go.
KRIEMHILD.
No wish to go!
GISELHER.
What say'st thou? We've no time!
We've much to do before our men march forth.
KRIEMHILD.
And is all that intrusted to your youth?
If I am dear to you, if you have not
Forgotten that one mother nourished us,
Ride after them.
GISELHER.
They're long since in the wood.
GERENOT.
And then thou hast one brother with him,
now,
KRIEMHILD.
I beg of you!
GISELHER.
We must collect the arms,
As thou shalt see.
[_Starts to go_.]
KRIEMHILD.
Then tell me one thing more
Is Hagen Siegfried's friend?
GERENOT.
Why not, I pray?
KRIEMHILD.
But has he ever praised him?
GISELHER.
It is praise
If Hagen does not blame, and I've not heard
That he found fault with Siegfried.
[_Both leave_.]
KRIEMHILD.
Most of all
This frightens me. They are not with my lord!
SCENE XV
_Enter_ FRIGGA.
KRIEMHILD.
How, nurse? Art seeking me?
FRIGGA.
I seek for none.
KRIEMHILD.
Then is there something wanted for the Queen?
FRIGGA.
There is not. She needs nothing.
KRIEMHILD.
Nothing still?
But can she not forgive?
FRIGGA.
I do not know!
She has had no occasion to forgive;
She never was offended. I heard horns.
Is there a hunt?
KRIEMHILD.
Hast thou then ordered it?
FRIGGA.
I--No!
[_Exit_.]
SCENE XVI
KRIEMHILD.
Oh, had I only told it him!
Oh, my beloved, no woman host thou known,
I see it now! Else nevermore hadst thou
Unto a trembling girl who doth betray
Herself through fear, intrusted such a secret.
Still do I hear the playful whispered words
With which thou told'st it to me when I praised
The dragon's death. And then I made thee swear
To tell no other soul in all the world,
And now--Oh birds that circle overhead,
Oh snow white doves that fly about me now,
Take pity on me, warn him, fly to him!
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