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S.3.3?]) my senses swagger and swoon (:#132b: #98 &/or #121?; :#137b?)! (#66: He is filled with immense apprehension.) (#66 vari: [agitated]) To save me, whom shall I call on to help me? (66 >> :) Mother! Mother! Remember me (:#66)!

 

(#141?: [perhaps music heard later in their love duet, as in the triumphant portion of the ‘Siegfried Idyll’ music sung in major by Bruennhilde?] He sinks, as if fainting, on Bruennhilde’s breast. He starts up with a sigh.)

 

Siegfried: How shall I waken the maid so that she opens her eyes for me? (#132b:) Opens her eyes for me? (#132b:) What though the sight might yet blind me! Might my bravery dare it? (#132b vari:) Could I bear their light (:#132b vari)? (#66?:; [[ #137a: ]] Around me everything floats and sways and swims; (#137a) (#137a >> :) searing desire consumes my senses: on my quaking heart my hand is trembling (:#66?: :#137a)! (#98) (#137a?:) What is this, coward, that I feel? (#137a >> :) Is this what it is to fear? O mother! Mother! Your mettlesome child: (very tenderly) a woman lies asleep: (#98:; #?: [a sort of new ending for #98, which seems to hint at #42 or #87?) she has taught him the meaning of fear (:#? [#42 or #82 hint?])!

 

(#139? [on high strings as heard in the transition S.3.2-S.3.3?])

 

Siegfried: (#?: – [Dunning: neither #39, nor a hint of the vocal line of Alberich’s remark: “The third, so true, has betrayed me as well,” from R.1?]) How can I overcome my fear? How can I summon up courage (:#?)? That I myself may awaken, I must waken the maid!

 

(As he approaches the sleeper anew, he is again held enthralled by the sight of her as a result of his more tender feelings. #57. He bends closer.)

 

Siegfried: (#137 varis on strings [but somewhat reminiscent also of the #25-based string figurations after Eotan redeemed Freia by throwing the ring on to the giants’ hoard, and Freia ran to embrace her relatives, in R.4?]) sweetly quivers her burgeoning mouth (:#137 varis on strings): (#23 vari:; #23voc?:; #137 vari?:) gently trembling it lures me on, faint-hearted that I am! – Ah, the blissfully warming fragrance of that breath (:#23 vari; :#137 vari?)! (as though in despair) Awake! Awake!

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