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Updated: June 4, 2025
Then I shall come again, and if you have that glittering Rhine-gold for me, then you may have your sister. If you do not give me the gold, then Freya is mine and I will keep her always." As soon as Freya was gone, the flowers began to droop their heads. Wotan and his family began to grow old and gray. It seemed to Wotan like some awful dream.
As Wotan walked slowly and sadly over, he heard the wailing of the Rhine-maidens in the river below: "Rhine-gold! Rhine-gold! We long for your light!" "I shall never be happy again," thought Wotan. "I have given my honor for Valhalla. What an awful price I have paid!" Many years passed. The giants lived on in their beautiful Valhalla. But their king was sad. He could not forget Alberich's curse.
They begin their blissful circumswimming of their idol, with a song in ecstatic celebration of it, so penetratingly, joyously sweet, that you readily forgive them their naughtiness: "Rhine-gold! Rhine-gold! Luminous joy! How laugh'st thou so bright and clear!"... Alberich cannot detach his eyes from the vision.
"What is it, you sleek ones," he asks in awed curiosity, "glancing and gleaming up there?" "Now where have you barbarian lived," they reply, "never to have heard of the Rhine-gold?" They mock his ignorance; returning to their teasing mood, they invite him to come and revel with them in the streaming light.
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