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Twilight of the Gods: Act One, Scene Three, Part One - On top of Bruennhilde's rocky peak: Bruennhilde and Siegfried

[T.1.3: A]

Waltraute now makes a wholly unexpected visit to Bruennhilde, one which one might suppose involves considerable risk, since Wotan in V.3.2 scattered Bruennhilde’s Valkyrie sisters, banishing them from her rocky peak by threatening to bring down upon them the same punishment which he was about to administer to Bruennhilde, leaving them prey to a man:

 

[During the following music I don’t know when the curtain opens.] #149/#40 vari [agitated]; #140?; #139 flutes [with perhaps a hint of #37?]; #? [flutes trill, and play music possibly from Bruennhilde’s awakening, such as #139?]; #19 varis; #? [perhaps a rhythm heard later in T.2.4, such as the moment when Hagen adds his own public accusations to Bruennhilde’s accusations against Siegfried?]; #39 vari or #143 vari [perhaps referencing Bruennhilde’s remark to Siegfried from S.3.3: “Leave, oh leave me be”? this is a Siegfried Idyll motif]; #149; #37; #149; #140 cadence?; #139 [plus trills]; #154; #143 “Hoard of the World” [current portion based on Bruennhilde’s: “Leave, oh leave me be”?] [presumably some of the preceding music is intended to correspond with events described below?] The curtain opens again. The rocky height, as in the prelude. Bruennhilde is seated at the entrance to the stone chamber in silent contemplation of Siegfried’s ring. Overcome by joyful memories, she covers the ring with kisses. distant thunder is heard; she looks up and listens. #77?; #154; #143 [perhaps referencing Bruennhilde’s remark to Siegfried in S.3.3: “Leave, oh leave me be”? Could the original “Leave, oh leave me be” be an embryo for the #Remembrance Motif (#@: e or f?), which Dunning describes as #139 and also as a #174 frag?]; #91. She turns back to the ring. #143; #91: A distant flash of lightning. Bruennhilde listens again and peers into the distance, from where a dark thundercloud can be seen approaching the edge of the rock: #77/#91; #78/#77)

 

Bruennhilde: (#78b/#77:) Old familiar sounds steal to my ear from afar (:#78b/#77): - (#78b/#91 >>>:) A winged horse is sweeping this way at full gallop; midst thunder and lightning it flies on the cloud to the fell (:#78b/#91)! – (#voc?: [what is it???]) Who’s sought me out in my solitude (:#voc?)? (#77?)

 

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