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Mein Kind, Du siehst mich auf der Schwelle. . . Wie? kein Umarmen? keinen Kuss? Du bleibst gebannt an Deiner Stelle. . . Verdien’ ich, Senta, solchen Gruss? Home again, my child, my darling! But how is this? No kiss for me? Why! ’tis a cool reception, sure. Gott Dir zum Gruss! Mein Vater sprich! Wer ist der Fremde? Welcome home, my father!
Anläßlich einer solchen Sinnesänderung schrieb er den schönen Satz nieder: »That my conclusions on these difficult questions are final, I am not so foolish as to pretend. I have changed my views repeatedly, and I am resolved to change them again with every change of the evidence, for like a chameleon the candid enquirer should shift his colours with the shifting colours of the ground he treads.« Vorrede zum I.
Alles Vorrates an Lebensmitteln sonach auf einmal beraubet, sehen jene Nichtswürdige gar bald den schmählichsten Tod vor Augen, und einer drückt gegen den andern seinen Hunger und seine Verzweiflung folgendergestalt aus: Lamure. Oh, what a tempest have I in my stomach! How my empty guts cry out! My wounds ake, Would they would bleed again, that I might get Something to quench my thirst.
Und das Wort, das der Dichter seinem Weltensang „Heureka“ zum Geleite gab, gilt auch für diese Klänge: „They cannot die: or if by any means they be now trodden down, so that they die, they will rise again to the life eternal.“
Erik pleads again with Senta, and the “Flying Dutchman” appears on the scene, and orders his crew to prepare for immediate departure, thinking Senta had proven as faithless and inconstant in the love she had vowed him, as the rest of womankind he had come in contact with.
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