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Haven't we had a golden time?" His tone smote her a little. "It was heavenly," she said, "till " "Till I behaved like a brute?" She laughed excitedly, and waved farewell. Falloden, smiling, watched her go, standing beside his horse a Siegfried parting from Brunhilde. When she and the groom had disappeared, he mounted and rode off towards another exit.
Upon the death of Clovis his inheritance was divided among four sons, who, with their wives and families and their tempestuous passions, afforded material for a great epic. Whether Fredegunde or Brunhilde was the more terrible who can say? But the story of these rival queens, with their loves and their hatreds and their ambitious, vengeful fury, is more like the story of demons than of women.
The romantic drama since Schiller's time has served up many a greater marvel than this; but it produces a truly poetic effect only by keeping within the limits of tradition. The poet who deals with Siegfried and Brunhilde, or with Lohengrin or Faust, may very properly require us to accept the miracles which pertain in each case to the saga.
She had doffed her hat and, thrusting its hatpins through it, had laid it on her knees, so that, as Gerald had remarked, she looked rather like Brünhilde on her rocky couch. But, unlike Brünhilde, her hands were clasped behind her neck, and she looked up at the ceiling. 'A perfect little dear, she assented. 'Did you notice her eyes when she was talking about the foxes?
Brunhilde looked upon Siegfried. Slowly her memory returned. As she remembered Wotan's words: "Only he who knows no fear may claim you for his bride," she knew at last her hero had come. She looked into Siegfried's strong, brave face, and as he told her of his love, she no longer wished to go back to Valhalla. She knew that she loved Siegfried with all her heart, and she promised to be his bride.
Loudly he moaned: "This is the curse that clutched me when I snatched the glittering gold." Brunhilde knelt at Wotan's feet, and, looking into his sad eyes begged: "Tell me, Father, what thy child can do. Trust me, Father!" she pleaded. "Tell me all your woe." Wotan took her hands in his and told her the story of the ring. How he had taken it from the finger of the dwarf.
She is depicted as a princess, first of all, because she is the daughter of a king; a king is an earthly ruler, or exalted person. Esoterically, she is the daughter of the exalted God, and she is the soul. Sometimes this story is told in the male gender, but everywhere the essential points are the same. Wagner, who is known as a Mystic, has illustrated the story in Brunhilde and Siegfried.
When Brunhilde had heard the story of the curse, she said: "But, Father, Alberich could not destroy Valhalla. Think of all the heroes gathered there. Surely, they can protect it from all danger." "Brunhilde, my child," sighed Wotan, "you do not know the power of that ring when it is in the hands of Alberich. Once he gains it, he can do with it what he will, because he has given up all love.
Die Walküren had assembled in the dismal dell, all but the den Walküre, Brunhilde. Wotan is approaching on appalling storm-clouds, composed of painted mosquito-bars and blue lights. The sheet-iron thunder crashes; and the orchestra is engaged in another mortal combat with that revolutionary mugwump, the small reed-instrument, that persists in reforming the tune of the opera.
As a lad at Cassel he was fond of playing charades, and is reported to have had a knack of quickly sketching the scenario and dramatis personæ of a play which he and his young companions would then and there proceed to act. One of these plays had Charlemagne for its subject, with a Saxon feudatory, whose lovely daughter, Brunhilde, scorns her father for his submission.
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