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(#123 is a transformation or continuation of #122; their other motival links, if any, not yet ascertained)

[See #122 for #123’s dramatic context]

 

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[[#124]] “Siegfried’s Forging Song” – Siegfried ostensibly creates himself by re-forging his father Siegmund’s (ultimately Wotan’s) sword Nothung

(#124’s motival links, if any, not yet ascertained)

“Siegfried: (#121: During the following Siegfried removes the mould from the fire, breaks it, and places the red-hot blade on the anvil: #120 mournful vari) He wants to lead me to where I’ll learn fear; a stranger will have to teach me: (#103 inverted vari) what he can do best he can’t impart; he remains a bungler in all that he does! (while forging: [[ #124 ]] Hoho! Hoho! Hohei! Forge, my hammer, a hard-edged sword! Hoho! Hohei! Hoho! Hohei! [[ #124 >>>> ]] Blood once died your faded blue; its bright red trickling made you blush: coldly then you laughed and licked the warm blood cool! Heiaho! Haha! Haheiaha! [[ #124 >> ]] Now the glowing coals have made you glow red; your yielding hardness yields to my hammer: in anger you spit out sparks at me for having tamed your brittleness! (#123) Heiaho! Heiaho! Heiaho! Ho! Ho! Hahei! [[ #124 ]]/#123 End Fragment; #109)

 

Mime (aside: [[ #124 >>> & Varis ]] He’s making a sharp-edged sword for himself to bring down Fafner, the foe of all dwarfs: I’ve brewed a false drink to trap Siegfried once Fafner has fallen before him. My cunning is bound to succeed; my reward must smile upon me!

 

(During the following, Mime busies himself pouring the contents of the pot into a flask.)

 

[Siegfried repeats the “Forge, my hammer” sequence to #124>>]

 

Siegfried: ([[ #124 >>]] How I rejoice in the joyous sparks! The force of their fury adorns the brave: delighting, you laugh upon me now, though you look grim and grudging! Heiaho! (…) [[ #124 >> ]] Through heat and hammer have I succeeded; with mighty blows I hammered you flat: now may your blushing shame disappear; be as cold and hard as you can!

 

(He brandishes the blade and plunges it into the bucket of water: #123) (…) (#121 Chromatic Vari: He laughs aloud at the hissing noise. While Siegfried attaches the newly forged blade to the hilt, #41: Mime fusses about with his flask downstage.)

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