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The Valkyrie

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[[#60]] Wotan’s “Storm” of “Noth” (anguish)

Wotan the Wild Huntsman's “Storm” of "Noth," which he sets in motion to test his son Siegmund’s heroism and independence

(#60 Based on #21's embryo and #32b, and influenced perhaps by #14; basis of #62; related to #28, #81Ab, part of #83, related to #96ab, #137, #164, and possibly #115; inversion related to #47 and #82)

Prelude: Storm: “([[ #60 ]] [[ #61 ]] The curtain rises. The interior of a dwelling. The room is built around the trunk of a mighty ash-tree, which forms its central point. Downstage left is the hearth, behind it the storeroom; at the back of the stage is the main entrance to the room; upstage right, steps lead up to an inner chamber; on the same side, at the front of the stage, is a table, behind it a broad bench, let into the wall, and wooden stools in front of it. The stage remains empty for a while: outside, a storm is on the point of abating: Siegmund opens the main door from outside and enters. [[ #60 ]]>[[ #62 ]]: He keeps his hand on the latch and looks around the room: he seems exhausted by extreme exertion; it is evident from his clothing and appearance that he is on the run. Seeing no one, he closes the door behind him and, with the extreme effort of someone half-dead with exhaustion (#5 Vari – [similar to that which accompanied Wotan and Loge in R.3-4 as they emerged from Nibelheim with captive Alberich in tow.]), moves towards the hearth where he throws himself down on a bear-skin rug.)

 

Siegmund: Whoever’s hearth this may be, here shall I have to rest.

 

(Siegmund sinks back and remains unconscious)

 

[Accompanied by #24, Sieglinde expresses her surprise seeing that a stranger, not her husband, has come in] (…)

 

Sieglinde: An unknown man! I must ask who he is. (She comes closer.) (…) Weary, he lies from the toils of his way here: - has he lost consciousness? Could he be ill? (She bends over him and listens: (#62) [[ #63 ]] (…) … stout-hearted the man seems to me, though he sank wearily down. (#62) (…)

 

Siegmund: A drink! A Drink!

 

Sieglinde: I’ll fetch some refreshment. (She hurries to fetch a drinking horn, goes out of the house with it and, returning with it full, offers it to Siegmund. (#62) [[ #63]] Comfort I offer to lips that are parched: water, just as you wanted! (#62:

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